What gives?
Nothing.
No one.
Especially not you.
I shall not beg neither will I steal.
Just that I will take what is rightfully mine.
And if so perchance it becomes yours to possess.
Please.
I pray you be kind.
Not for me dare I say?
But for your own soul I wish.
Don’t be hasty, do away with rash.
Can’t you see nothing gives?
When you won’t even receive.
~ monthly updates in memory
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment