My light
It’s sunset right now But the dawn is about to break it down Windy like a stormy crown Grey sky and rain, what a frown Deep down your skin you get the shivers While you admire the stream of rosy rivers Your soul is about to leave you So you better get ready for this too Talk non sense, your still a fool No life, means no desires So how come you call me a liar? You aint getting nothing Cause your life is worth mocking… Sign in to see full entry.