ramblings of the mind III.

justkeepbreathingnow:

“will justice ever come?” she said

“I think not, my dear;

for truth and lies be your demise

and liars be your fear.”

forevereyes stare back at mine

and gleam a rainy gold

the end of days at edges frays

as somehow, we grow old.

close

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