Early Sunrise
In her eyes declare early mornings surprise -ship sets sail at sunrise -cargo's lost of soul- No tide insight-deserted nights I walk- As shadow plight carry's low end days never-land - Should have known- this event soon would come- all roads dread gridlock- In her eyes-shipped off I'm sent away- In her eyes I fly by sorrow's candle in the dark-
- Mark Miller 03/06/2018
Copyright © Mark Miller | Year Posted 2018
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