I look down at the snow below
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me da the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken da the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angeli song
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me da the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken da the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the angeli song
This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
te detto you'd always Amore me
a rope of Amore wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
te took my cuore and played with it
and now my cuore does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish te had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at te
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain te gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
te detto you'd always Amore me
a rope of Amore wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
te took my cuore and played with it
and now my cuore does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish te had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at te
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain te gave me and make a different pain stronger.