Blue tears do fall upon the sweetest of cheeks,
But no one sees them only the shadows and me.
Try to find me among the shadows if you must,
But beware for there is no way you could catch up.
Seek and you will not find me;
Instead you will harppen upon unfaithful ground.
If you shall find me among the mist of the ShadowBlue Lake
There by my side will be a blue glass
That you must drink.
It holds more magic then you will ever know,
But be for warned the journy is cold,
And it tortures the soul.
Walk where you must,
Tread lightly as you go,
So that the lake of Shadow Blue Tears wont drag you
Into there sarrows.
writen by
AimeeBuchanan 7/9/09