So easily days end
With little occurrences,
Making one day at a time
Seem pointless.
As suns rise with new hope,
Always due to set soon after,
Thin lines of secrets blur out
Left lost between twilight.
a.l.c
So easily days end
With little occurrences,
Making one day at a time
Seem pointless.
As suns rise with new hope,
Always due to set soon after,
Thin lines of secrets blur out
Left lost between twilight.
a.l.c