broken by this world
how do I get by
miles run wild
as time runs off to
the wilderness it finds
ran by the silver lines
leaving no remnant of fear
in this golden sky of life
where tears run dry
the beauty of this life
is often bittersweet
like a forbidden truth
often told to keep
with the shadow of rivers
running deep.
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 2:16 PM UTC
broken by this world
how do I get by
miles run wild
as time runs off to
the wilderness it finds
ran by the silver lines
leaving no remnant of fear
in this golden sky of life
where tears run dry
the beauty of this life
is often bittersweet
like a forbidden truth
often told to keep
with the shadow of rivers
running deep.
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