preach to a brocked sole
Hash do not cry,
matter of fact forget your crash.
rash once again try,
connect the peaces and light your stash.
blush! oncemore be shy.
Rest your eyes,
whipe of your tears,
for whatever you weed for has come to pass,
for the lies, let your eyes pay the price.
you where deceived,
combat with what you received.
As you try again
be sure to slowdown the pace.
be yoursef for you are sronger in your own grounds.
learn from your own shot commings,
do not loos your path for onother ones wrath,
so be one withyour frands
but one individualy
solomly or mutualy
loveeach you have as only
for there is no greaer lonly
for the two who are one
for the heartandthe soul separated.
clear your mind,
breath in frash thoats
breath out thos wich horts,
leave it all behind
pride and fear
drop a tear
recognise that pain cant drawn in bear,.
so faceyour pain with an iron fist,
wror your pain like a lion pist,
fear and pride with your conscious in the mist,
together this three is an unbitable beast.
Copyright © Mclein Drew