yggdrasill0117

I wrote these, my first go at a song of any kind so, constructive criticism would be nice =]
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I stand cold in the rain
There are puddles of blood and clouds of pain
My dreams: of sunshine and happiness;
She walks by and shatters them
….And then pain

The present ends, I go back to bad memories
Of good times in the summer breeze
They are no more, why hold on to them?
I don’t know,
But they still remain

All is lost; the past is the present,
It has repeated once more
Things don’t look good
Bad things, surely in store

The present ends, I go back to bad memories
Of good times in the summer breeze
They are no more, why hold on to them?
I don’t know,
But they still remain

Death, despair, depression:
All words I have become familiar with
Is this the end? I ask myself over and over
Always no, but who’s to say about next time