Guest guest Posted May 6, 2000 Report Share Posted May 6, 2000 Walking through the burning oil deserts skin peeling black and crispy no use to anyone sand laughing sky biting wind mocking water of my heart, I release you turn to steam flow upward if you must gravity and need will bring you back And how do you feel? I will stand at the gates and remind them stand in between as I must no closing we've seen closing and have refused that invitation come home, fire come home destruction come home rage come home let me cool you i have water in abundance and I shall stand beside you in the burning desert waiting to welcome you home. waiting to welcome you home. Love, Mark Know the title, anyone? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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