On This Hill Looking Pass Myself

laying on a hill, watching the embers light, the breeze so chill, warmth so fright, that my shadow hides, the moon light is the only Company, i find myself open wide, all my fears and hopes come suddenly, i am fine by the darkness that cries, figured it out, but forget what lies, many things he is about, a journey he awaits but there's no date, what can i say i relate. written: 3/16/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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