2006-05-15 22:54:54羅拔

The Waste Land

In the land of fantasy
Two muttering clouds
With intersecting lightenings
Drew a painting of you
And me

Will the lightens cease
As the future comes quietly
Do not leave in a hurry
The rainbow will display
Her ultimate beauty

Hard rain waves goodbye gently
The land covered by melancholy
Weeps for bygone possibility
I wait for another story

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