Sonnet 18   Leave a comment

Sonnet 18

As I walk alone at shadow
Darkness has enclosed me now
And feeling like swimming in a paddle
Seems like are gathered demons foul
Why it is so strange my dear Lord?
I cans’t say why it is so, friend
And like driving on thy own Ford
Reaching yes, the bloody end
I don’t dream much about my fate
Because I cans’t find any hope at all
Of course thou art my own mate
And I’ll help thee if thou start to fall
I love you dear friend so much
Like I love my God and wanna feel his touch

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Posted юли 28, 2010 by elan morin tedronai

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