Pain
when you look in the mirror,
do you feel the pain?
nightmares are getting clearer
within this mortal strain.
when you look at the stars
inside abyssal night
we see the dead as they are
each day fear gains new height
the tears turn into rain
and rain will soothe the pain
the cycle comes full circle
Copyright © Syd Floyd | Year Posted 2010
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