Laura GráJan 12, 20201 min readPromiseUpdated: Jan 15, 2020 I swear I will not travel on your road,Too many flowers of forget me not,Even more words I should have toldTo your vast ego of an Argonaut.
I swear I will not travel on your road,Too many flowers of forget me not,Even more words I should have toldTo your vast ego of an Argonaut.
My darklingAs I wandering into my soul, A burning sigh grows in the deep For all my pains, I'll take a bow Thus, they are mine, even if.. bleak. In dreams of night, the day will rise In many shades of fading ach