What game is this,
Where heroes die,
And Love is a poisonous kiss,
And Hope is a dying butterfly.
What dance is this ,
Where babies cry,
And Fear follows bliss,
And devotion is a lie.
What home is this,
Where saviours try,
And space is just darkness,
And Life is a sad Goodbye.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
Offline) - Published: February 24th, 2023 05:06
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
wow
great write and love the flow.
Thank you
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