Time
??Time hard dwelling
Already but not yet
Hurry in trying
Save that long time kept
Peaceful hell came over
Rain washed the sand
Pure grains cant recover
Wind blows it in the end
What time could tell
Words wont describe
Like ringing bell
Loud shaking vibe
Already but not yet
Show last bird path
Time ask and no regret
Wounds bleed in laugh
Chaotic heaven in remind
Forbidden apple
Crowds getting blind
Look... sunset purple
Copyright © Evgenia Popkova | Year Posted 2016
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