Tuesday, 17 January 2017

Left the name

S.D. Sycther

Worked he and left the name;
For someone the world shall never know;
She flies from heaven and then hides in the snow.
Left the name the beginners of foe;
Without that screams the footles of every toe;
Left the name the sky told tonight;
Scarlet like images and glory delight.
She says many many and demands roses elite.
Left the name for someone whom foster child of might.
Left the name for someone whom foster child of might.
Plight plight plight you lost flight;
The child sees in the empty fiddle might.
Gift you the darkness if nothing has you tonight.
Cause somebody left the name for someone dearly tonight.

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