Life is Too Short...carlo b.
I died...
just before I was born
like the night
that snatched my cradle away
only to elope blind
I am dead...
when I was born
left behind to suckle unfree
crying through the night
when everyone sleeps
I will be dead...
long before the night
allows the new moon
to pass the day
and then the sun shines
No comments:
Post a Comment