Rainfalls
Mark Greaney
im waiting for angels
to come down and save me
from myself
fields riddled with poppies
hearts with no heartbeats
in my mind
i wish id staying until the end
i will remain on until the end
days waiting for powers
turn april showers
in my mind
fields riddled with poppies
hearts with no heartbeats
in my mind
i will remain until the end
i should of staying until the end