She will ask
see the sun as is fades and shines against my face, longing to be seen, praying to be one with the constant hope of everyone, only words can scream at the earth in bitterness and sarrow drains from the leaks, and begs to be forgiven in the pale moonlight, of our ancestors loins and their minds burning a hole in ones heart when they turn a blind eye to what is suppose to there destiny, long necks turn and turn and they no longer seek help from the ones that guided them so safely onto the planets... Sign in to see full entry.