It is… too late to hold the gold map now.
The bold rose reaps a different path now.
I’m the one who laughs now.
I’m still the one with that frown.
With or without that crown…
Must be fate to die.
Must be a mistake to try.
mUST BE destiny TO shiNe.
It is… only a matter of time before an escape is found.
Everything they take, even the ache of sound.
Spherical retribution, turn RIGHT around.
We sought institution.
Me distraught was the absolution.
You forget the hugs of words in pollution.
~That Dude Eddie~
(Hey guys, I know I haven’t been too active recently, but I’ve been putting the finishing touches on my book. I hope I didn’t lose my touch.)
Please don’t forget to share this. 🙂
Love and Peace.