And think as a liberal cloud
And floats in the dales of blind society
Henceforth, I have my armour,my shelter
My thobbing heart
Sunday, January 11, 2015
My Thobbing Heart
I ease my buring hours,
And think as a liberal cloud
And floats in the dales of blind society
Henceforth, I have my armour,my shelter
My thobbing heart
And think as a liberal cloud
And floats in the dales of blind society
Henceforth, I have my armour,my shelter
My thobbing heart
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The Poet wants to the Leave the Living World, due to loss of Love and care,before that, he sings a sad Song! :)
