24 Hours Without My Love
Never had there been a sky so grey
This rose doesn't have smell
I have chances getting through the day
Like an ice cube in hell
Water is the flavor of life
Plan and dull to swallow
The emptiness off today leaves
No belief in tomorrow
Tomorrow? Tomorrow.
No joy in knowing tomorrow
for it is mysterious yet
Leaves hints to follow
Hard to believe that love will come
And for this time stay
Never had there ever been, a sky so grey
Copyright © Jay Porknbean | Year Posted 2012
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