16-5-2024
Repeating lies
That’s juvenile
Behaviour from the soul
Be assured
The smiles formerly the goal
Evil eyes obscured
Expect excuses but the reality’s my own
While the fire grows afar let’s sit around a while
“We’ve grown”
Words undescriptive yet the pictures shown
“I’ve gas for a mile”
It’s fine
We’ve set the destination to the unknown.
The paladin shines under rays of gold
The citadel’s shadow is where I’ll grow old
Views of the palace walls
Tobacco goes cold alone.
Copyright © R.P. Grcic | Year Posted 2024
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