Why the what are you?
When confusion folds to secrets scribed in souls
And borrowed days are weighted with baited scourages of tomorrows lies
The journey is a wait and awaited
Where does time tell what belongs to whom and what doesnt?
Am I all?
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
Why the what are you?
When confusion folds to secrets scribed in souls
And borrowed days are weighted with baited scourages of tomorrows lies
The journey is a wait and awaited
Where does time tell what belongs to whom and what doesnt?
Am I all?