Torn from the weave
Life wilts into Nether The voice fades amongst the lies
Into Nether hearts are cast,
Begone all hope of the 'morrow. Dreams of truth rise above the weave
On the 'morrow dreams are known
'Till twisted by the voice. Cast aside the fold, turn against the voice
The voice weaves the words,
Threads of life, into the fold. Free of doubt, life shall flourish
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 5:15am on Nov 23, 2024 via server WEBX1.