If In Waking You Find Yourself Lie
Among the grey stones
sing your praise
statuesque and proud to have
arms held high
but not upheld
see sincere
sincerely see.
sing your praise
statuesque and proud to have
arms held high
but not upheld
see sincere
sincerely see.
Labels: grey stones, lie, sing praise
1 Comments:
i am so inspired to write a poem, just so it can have a title like this.
i love it.
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