if I'm a traitor,
don't let me live
burn me to ashes
bury me alive
cut off my head or
drive me into immortal exile.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Dreams and Scarred Pages
ŞiirO my unknown friend, These pages hold my heart and soul, The emotions within, my story to unfold. My forgotten songs, once buried deep, Will resurface now, no longer asleep, In the season of pain, they were written, A poet's heart, young and smitten...
Traitor
if I'm a traitor,
don't let me live
burn me to ashes
bury me alive
cut off my head or
drive me into immortal exile.
