Take me to places I am fool!
My conscience mean nothing;
And innocence reserved
I'll bear no ill
To such place
Where I be free
To marry my desire
And conceive all regrets
There, I shall give birth
Of my name...
However,
Where shall that be?
Where shall that place be?
When I'm lost to being
Selfless and Okay.
YOU ARE READING
SAD BRAVERY
PoetryIT IS SO SAD TO BE BRAVE FOR YOUR LOVE, WILL, AND COMMITMENTS. THIS IS A COMPILATION OF POEMS OF MY APPEALS.
