Sunday, 11 October 2020

Dany

In leaving desperate news, I set a passage clear, nothing else will do, don’t carry heartache home, it might cost us dear, won’t tell them where I’ve gone, nothing left to rue, a course for different fears, ones I thought I knew, if this makes you groan, think what else is near, drag it all alone, there’ll be other rules, any vision comes with tears, golden domes unused, take another loan, put perfume on my ears, on such paths we're born, food that is just gruel, prayers instead of beer, no need to be cruel, we'll ride the bitter years.

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