A frogs life….and say for that a mans
One leap to reach the sky…
And all that is left after that
Is chain or swamp and a desperate cry
I can tell you a tiger’s story that can be so frightening
Or a simple tell of gnats and fly
But either way the rope is tightening
Love is moment’s insanity or perhaps just a lie.
Off she goes round and round
Tinted winged angel…think that she can fly
Silence is so deafening…..and realization so sound
Angels live in fairyland…mortals breed and die.
One leap to reach the sky…
And all that is left after that
Is chain or swamp and a desperate cry
I can tell you a tiger’s story that can be so frightening
Or a simple tell of gnats and fly
But either way the rope is tightening
Love is moment’s insanity or perhaps just a lie.
Off she goes round and round
Tinted winged angel…think that she can fly
Silence is so deafening…..and realization so sound
Angels live in fairyland…mortals breed and die.
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Albeit too obvious…fallen wall in dust of history.
Thousand ignorant souls…marching on, -
Brilliance fade away…like careless days of youth.
Pretension of purpose and conviction of greatness11 lines, 4 comments, September 27
