16 May 2012
A blinking blue siren blinks off in the blue, It doesn't remember what happened to you. A life lived in gale with stories to tell, But what does it matter? The sun cannot spell.
A life lived with love and both losses in equal, Some others have said its not worth it, that steeple, But I say begone, and let beetles run free, For if they do not roam then how free can we be?
How Free Can We Be? • Opuss № I