maandag 27 juni 2011

CATCH A DREAM AND NURTURE IT


I take refuge on your inked skin
I know about trials
I know about sins
I know that a smile can turn into a grin

I see perpetually beckoning
I know we belong to the ancient stars
There’s no need for vanity
Let’s get rid these ancient scars

We kiss the ground we walk on
And taste glory the great gift
On our precious lips

Why can’t we phantom the easy answer
to the most asked question?
Only heaven knows why
There seems to be
No key for glory’s house
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