A smile on the face day in day out.
A storm in the heart for every mile.
A trip down ruins, alone and far.
A skip in each step.
A place to forget tears, the bar.
A call out to company.
A fake wave good bye.
A wall of security.
A life of solitude.
A lie.
If only the world was mine, But be not the one to grab it all. The roads seas were mine to own, […]
“Is this seat taken? “ “Not yet but that could change“ “Do you come here often?” “No but that could be changed […]
A land like this, a place called home, Burns like wood, made of stone. A path worn out, the same sunny day, […]
