Emerging from the tomorrow of yesterday,
In my world I reside today,
In life’s jungle I find my way,
Though sometimes the river is too wide,
To be the victor I stride,
Sometimes breaking the rules, sometimes I abide,
This is my world, it is my mess,
For I am the only King,
King of my Wilderness.
Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 8:07 PM UTC
Emerging from the tomorrow of yesterday,
In my world I reside today,
In life’s jungle I find my way,
Though sometimes the river is too wide,
To be the victor I stride,
Sometimes breaking the rules, sometimes I abide,
This is my world, it is my mess,
For I am the only King,
King of my Wilderness.
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