Our love passed imagination
is it worth the aggrivation
all the tears i cried for you
all the times i was so true
i stood by you all the way
when no-one else would even sway
friendships lost and friends would die
but you could never say good-bye
living life your friend a ghost
and you would drink another toast
you would ask why & how
& here we are living now
to be together,whole,as one
if not in body your mind would run
your face a mask, a mascarade
to hide the pain the past had made
the scars run deep
the wounds dont heal
reality is never real
sometimes endings never end
and broken hearts they never mend
the shattered dreams, the truth, the lies
inside the soul the passion dies.
the sun comes out and all is warm
the calm is right before the storm
lightening strikes, the thunder roars
and like my tears, the rain it pours
should i run or should i stay
from a dying love fading away
or will the stars shine is my eyes
like golden wings of fireflies
or will the wild beast attack
and swollow the sun to a world of black....

� Penny Cook 1988

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