The truth is in part,
The waking from the womb,
And in part,
The Drawings of the last Breath
Embrace the race,
Maintain the pace,
Continue the chase!
The soul that seeks true beauty, Always walks alone!
She was a verb that ran away with the thread of his heart,
Unraveling it to the end of its spool!
Protect the light in your heart,
No one can take that away from you!
I played the songs that told me how much I missed you,
And reminded me how much that hurt!