The sands of time fall through
day
Today will be just another day
The sound of silence – feelings
of loneliness. The sight of darkness.
A Poet’s dream is to be heard
My darkest day has not come.
The sands of time fall through
Today will be just another day
The sound of silence – feelings
of loneliness. The sight of darkness.
A Poet’s dream is to be heard
My darkest day has not come.
