Has it been so long to forget what true love must reap
To succumb the temptations of inner crave,
and allow this moment of tragedy, consume our willing lungs
As the world goes round, and flowers bloom,
the beating of our hearts surrender the blackness of the dark
At last, discovery and fallen hearts to the ground
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 3:47 PM UTC
Has it been so long to forget what true love must reap
To succumb the temptations of inner crave,
and allow this moment of tragedy, consume our willing lungs
As the world goes round, and flowers bloom,
the beating of our hearts surrender the blackness of the dark
At last, discovery and fallen hearts to the ground
