Riddle Me
Feed my heart
Feed my thoughts
I often go beyond my mean's..
Dancing upon the earth
Stringing upon my fiddle
Diddling' around lifes riddle's
Feeling like I'm trapped
In the middle..
What a small fiddle
Copyright © Venita Schindler | Year Posted 2016
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