Cold sound of death
Left me to rest,
Silence broke as jest
Everything left the mess,
Prints were dark,
Left to park
In the dark,
Looked the spark
In the dark,
I left the path
In the past,
Left the charm
In the past,
In the dark...
YOU ARE READING
.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoetryYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
