My river of tears flows, <br />deep and long. <br />My train of thoughts trun, <br />loud and strong. <br />My river is made of tears <br />yet it shines crimson red. <br />I can not help to watch it <br />fill with words that I have bled. <br />My train is of darkened steel. <br />and it leaves a pitch black trail. <br />You should not think to follow it <br />for it rides a deep dark tale. <br />Its my time to ride my train of thoughts <br />and sail my stream of tears. <br />To get away from all my fears.<br /><br />Angel Rose Romance<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/river-of-tears-6/
