Where once the sun had shown through
there is darkness
layered with years of dust
with none to care, that is how it stays,
...
within each dropp lies somthing pure
somthing, that has not been tainted by the world
it is in itself an untouched entity of life
the true human in all of us
...
its your love that keeps me going
its the thought of seeing you that gets me up
its your voice that makes me run to see you
everything else is dull
...
from friendship comes a bond,
and this bond holds one another,
from it may radiate the truest of love,
one that may triumph over all.
...
Through death and dispare,
hate and anger
anguish and oblivion
...