Miranda
I will tarry here
For a little while left in hope
Until honesty grips me by the shoulder blades
And bades me back
To walk the lengthy line alone
For a little bit longer
For a while, I go
In the sky, a star hovers, while another passes by
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 10:07 PM UTC
Miranda
I will tarry here
For a little while left in hope
Until honesty grips me by the shoulder blades
And bades me back
To walk the lengthy line alone
For a little bit longer
For a while, I go
In the sky, a star hovers, while another passes by
