07-31-2007, 01:46 AM
kyle j. sisneros
"my home"
taken to my home
past halls of golden warmth
through unseen skies of white
held by clouds of blue
where none is left unknown
tinted from the evil
our light turns gray with sin
trailed by once calm days
we step and step again
to peak upon the held
to hide from the unseen
to become banished from our lands
for my home is but a dream.
"my home"
taken to my home
past halls of golden warmth
through unseen skies of white
held by clouds of blue
where none is left unknown
tinted from the evil
our light turns gray with sin
trailed by once calm days
we step and step again
to peak upon the held
to hide from the unseen
to become banished from our lands
for my home is but a dream.
