The Craft
I tell myself,"Be a wreck before you,leave your bed.But be calm,and able.Disabled,but strong.Ring with true emotion.Like my family didn’t believe in us."It’s false.It’s farce.It’s crazy,but load bearing. Let the poets,cry themselves…
I tell myself,"Be a wreck before you,leave your bed.But be calm,and able.Disabled,but strong.Ring with true emotion.Like my family didn’t believe in us."It’s false.It’s farce.It’s crazy,but load bearing. Let the poets,cry themselves…