Bastard then autumn;
Withered then blossomed
Asylum then baptism;
Treason then pragmatism;
Lives dusted then wires rusted;
Evils busted and revels lasted;
Mind out of cast and age runs so fast;
Grow is a must for time has passed
Wickedness comes to destruction
Witness my mind's evolution
Mind out of cast and age runs so fast;
Grow is a must for time has passed
YOU ARE READING
Time Has Passed
PoetryThis is my 2nd full-length album of poetry. This album has 13 tracks; But I don't believe in lucks Grow is a must; For time have passed
