A blind man's vision from the start
collecting thorns in a cart.
Someone from the outside
tried to warn me
a small flame of light
eager to get it right.
Was my fallen heart
engaging in myriad lines
preparing for an unrepentant part.
Thoughts to fire
......
A blind man's vision from the start
collecting thorns in a cart.
Someone from the outside
tried to warn me
a small flame of light
eager to get it right.
Was my fallen heart
engaging in myriad lines
preparing for an unrepentant part.
Thoughts to fire
......