Work In Progress
Mood:  lyrical

Thunder Storm Dooze

Thored From a rose

A beautiul Pain

A Scream in the rain

A slap in the back

A frequent heartattack

 Just anything but this

She finally thought she was over it

Discoveing way's to move on

But when he Opened the door

She just couldn't take anymore

She was missing his face

His soft warm embrace yeah