In the World That's Full of FaultsA Poem by Braille
In the world that's full of faults
And tattered souls washed with salts No wonder people refused to hold The light that everyone should mold I am wrong, I know I was With the things I've done with pure lust Blinded by rage and scattered past However, I don't regret, but I believe I must Hear me, my dear, I plead I was on my knees with greed Your silence speaks of what I did But I was shattered by the flowers you ripped The promise and promises that you've imprinted Still burning with anticipation in my head I've tried to find the goods till the end But there are things we shouldn't held Now here in darkness they have no clue Hands were coated with sins too Still and cold, my heart's with you Forever we'll live in the world, I only knew © 2015 BrailleAuthor's Note
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Added on July 19, 2015 Last Updated on July 19, 2015 |