At times still can rush
a heart a beat or two
As love it feels as once
Find it to be of no use.
At nights a bit too dark
But sleep how it suits
Mind a dream to mind
To dream of the moon.
Nights cant find a sleep
The wonders i wonder
Of times we were kings
And men were of people.
Days never minded to be
Dressed in leather coats
And in ripped blue jeans
Rascals against the world.
At now and then yet still
In sake of vicious dance
Without lead led by lead
Of the zeppelin is made
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 6:48 PM UTC
At times still can rush
a heart a beat or two
As love it feels as once
Find it to be of no use.
At nights a bit too dark
But sleep how it suits
Mind a dream to mind
To dream of the moon.
Nights cant find a sleep
The wonders i wonder
Of times we were kings
And men were of people.
Days never minded to be
Dressed in leather coats
And in ripped blue jeans
Rascals against the world.
At now and then yet still
In sake of vicious dance
Without lead led by lead
Of the zeppelin is made
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