Feelings...
They litter,
To glitter,
To confine,
Before they shine!
They rear,
With every spare,
To then bear,
The expected gear!
To join the pieces,
With all those leases,
That came as traces,
To crave on the chases!
To evolve from soul,
Like an empty bowl,
Of unravelled mysteries,
Of...
To glitter,
To confine,
Before they shine!
They rear,
With every spare,
To then bear,
The expected gear!
To join the pieces,
With all those leases,
That came as traces,
To crave on the chases!
To evolve from soul,
Like an empty bowl,
Of unravelled mysteries,
Of...