Infinity dancing around my head
I dare not lay to rest until the page is done with me
Space with time will lend its ears to a reformed call
Can the truth be written by nobody
Will the powerless provoke another drink
Can the perpetrator elude all evidence from you
How can one even compare a brass bold penny
To divinity and the essence of one's being
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 6:02 AM UTC
Infinity dancing around my head
I dare not lay to rest until the page is done with me
Space with time will lend its ears to a reformed call
Can the truth be written by nobody
Will the powerless provoke another drink
Can the perpetrator elude all evidence from you
How can one even compare a brass bold penny
To divinity and the essence of one's being
Today continued
