The simplicity of life seeping breath into your tired being, comes as no surprise when the Angel of Life reminds you of the beauty of living.
It has been a while since the heart pumped warm blood, it has been a while since the eyes cried warms tears.
It takes a while for the mind to grasp things of this world, when in fact all you need is a glowing star to remind you of where are and who put you there.
Hidden is the treasure of the unseen, in the treasured areas are the rusted golds.
When there is no more room to expand understanding, no measures taken to fill the empty, where would be the best direction to lead the dreams.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:46 AM UTC
The simplicity of life seeping breath into your tired being, comes as no surprise when the Angel of Life reminds you of the beauty of living.
It has been a while since the heart pumped warm blood, it has been a while since the eyes cried warms tears.
It takes a while for the mind to grasp things of this world, when in fact all you need is a glowing star to remind you of where are and who put you there.
Hidden is the treasure of the unseen, in the treasured areas are the rusted golds.
When there is no more room to expand understanding, no measures taken to fill the empty, where would be the best direction to lead the dreams.
