Two Souls of Dissension
Now he said
My frustration is well fed
But her attention didn't hear
How his desires bled
Then she continue to wait
For the one of her fate
And his words are late
As they slept in silenced state
Whenever herself, she asks
Who is the one of her dreams
Out there in the vast, he bask
Hidden away in the sun's beams
Copyright © White Sage | Year Posted 2015
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