Jul 18, 2016
Im gonna frikin present this poem as Chara. I dont know how to-ASDDFGHJKL
Song Without End (i dont know who made this poem so..feel free to credit them)
All the seasons shall be the same
because you do not smile on me
with your forgiveness;
Every day shall be the same
because you do not come to sit beside me on my bench
All the tales that I shall hear
shall be the same for your lips are silent.
And until I see your smile, feel your nearness and hear your voice-
storms will rage against my world;
the days shall stretch unendingly
like my pain;
no music will reach my ears
sweeter than your voice,
which I have lost.