There was trouble Then a tumbling down Maybe it was a mirage Or a wasteland of thought Now another treasure is in the trash Thrown…
rebellious writer
Tag: past
Speaking of a cataclysmic bomb, Craters in the soul of humankind, This was you, then it was me And we did this. We wrecked the…
Let me turn a blind eye Like ignoring the beacon Of batman’s signal During the dire straits Of needing someone The lost forgotten Beneath a…
Does anything last forever anymore? Tell me you will, Tell me you’ll last past the setting sun. Please stay, Until the next holiday Or when…
Get me a ticket to ride the wind Far above this spinning world, Somewhere up above Where witches ride on brooms. Let me invite you…