Caught In a Deluge
The pouring rain ricocheting in your ear
Now dearest there is but naught to fear
Fluctuating rhythmatic ransom notes nigh
Just another drop of venom shall make us cry
The introspection of an unyielding inspection
Yielded nothing upon these reflections
The pouring rain ricochets in your fears
Tasting blood the wicked now can hear
Run
My darling as tempests swirl and sway
Our little one is gone this day
So now holy father to whom do we pray
Signs of light flicker in the darkest corner
We must never become the lonesome mourner
Retaining faith deep in solid steel reserves
Like vigilant warriors of light whom he preserves
Today they were found, and got what they deserve
Stand
Tall like the oaks he commands respect
Dear God no longer should we detect
The burning feelings of our own inadequacy
Driven over the years to such lunacy
Tears rolling down the faces of regret
We did everything without a fret
Bleeding hearts now atone with brows of sweat
Fall
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Tim B | Year Posted 2011
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