"Life is cheap," Said strong to weak. "Wrong is right," Spoke rich to meek. "Do none, hear none - nor speak, or see." Evil said to divinity. And we wonder why, when then We do speak, that No one seems to be listening.
When thoughts coalesce with feeling, Do not let intensity take you. Though, Don't let the thought and feeling fleet- Sit and temper it, in The furnace of the heart & The forge of the mind. Until hardened resolve springs, With method & motive derived.
like winter leaves blown around i grow cold inside and out i have no more tears for her or myself i’ve relinquished all hope accepted my fate of growing old and dying alone