The curse of SightGive to me, What I show the Earth. Rid the debts, Of all my owing. For it takes a man, To close his eyes, To see where he is going.The curse of Sight
The morals of DramaWhat do you think of so late, The winds whistles are so bright.The morals of Drama
Are you mad within this light?
What is this you talk so loudly Whale the ocean down the drain With epiphany and shame.
May god have mercy on our show.
I am a Snowdrop.The white snowdrops settle, All dotted over the countryside,I am a Snowdrop.
Their life relies on the luck, Of one petite seed.
The sting of a nettle In which life's journey does ride, Tells us the story, stuck In the back of individual minds.
The seed of life is planted, Ridden from each element divine, Understanding this knowledge, Is the path of all mankind.
You might sit at night thinking, Of which seed fate planted for you, But unknown to all, There is nothing you can do.
I am a snowdrop, And there is nothing i c
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