Mar 2020
A soul caught in the past,
A planet covered in cables
Was never meant to last.
Fly the flags half mast,
And wait for it to pass.
Love flies up in a flume,
But why will these flowers
Never bloom?
A planet covered in cables
Was never meant to last.
Fly the flags half mast,
And wait for it to pass.
Love flies up in a flume,
But why will these flowers
Never bloom?
I can only wonder... and regret.
