By: Arjan Wardekker
Rain pours down and an icy wind rushes by
I watch the dark clouds gather,
high up in the sky
While my mind feels like this weather
I stand up and walk around again
Trapped within an endless maze
So I sit and look around again
My look, more of an empty gaze
Looking back on yesterday,
I see nothing nothing I would want to stay
Last year was a year of pain and sorrow
But maybe this will change tomorrow?
For every time I look you in the eyes,
hope seems new, you make my spirits rise.
written on: 05-01-2001
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