scared of poetry
Hint
Trust me ‘ would it happen when you believe it for once you know
It turns from soul to work. Few words made me feel safe but time
Was the glory of the blessed .. Lost count to the fought of going back ’ not to save anything but myself from my soul.
Although I can only talk for myself I realise how much confusion traps only those who understand which creates a void for those who do not. Pay much respect because it is all that is left in your enemies mouth .
Every corner has a survival ' being pushed there should result in wonders.. If you ever wonder why . take a moment and you will be the answer.
