| Author: | Daniel Sykes | ISBN: | 9781796003314 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris AU | Publication: | May 18, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris AU | Language: | English |
| Author: | Daniel Sykes |
| ISBN: | 9781796003314 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris AU |
| Publication: | May 18, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris AU |
| Language: | English |
Learn to live. They wait and stalk to lie and talk as if you were a child that they had owned, as if they’d known and roamed with you a while. They sell their drugs to hordes of mugs who pay to die with ease, to hordes of thugs who pay for slugs of poisons that they’d please. To gain their weight in customers, they branch about the town to push their drugs upon the mugs who’d pay to hoof them down. They steal and leave the blind to lead; to tragic roads they’d hike upon the bleak and endless paths that shadows crawl in fright. They steal away their confidence and try to stretch, “to rake” the sun that shines out from the minds of those who do not take. To just feel tough as long as hard would be the road that’s grave; for moments view upon the feud, they take the drugs they’d crave to ruin people’s calm and peace, replaced with evil fiends; they stalk the worlds that they’d observed to rule them in their dreams. Upon the role of custom, laws are breached aboard smite—upon the realm of chances and upon the dark of night. In paths that rehabilitate and those who do not care—the sun still shines for those inclined, to live life if they dare. To learn the meaning of our lives, it’s said we’ll surely know—upon the end and when we bend to lessons that we grow. Although it’s such an easy thought to trust, we learn to live as if it’s hard to see the yard and life the sun can give.
Learn to live. They wait and stalk to lie and talk as if you were a child that they had owned, as if they’d known and roamed with you a while. They sell their drugs to hordes of mugs who pay to die with ease, to hordes of thugs who pay for slugs of poisons that they’d please. To gain their weight in customers, they branch about the town to push their drugs upon the mugs who’d pay to hoof them down. They steal and leave the blind to lead; to tragic roads they’d hike upon the bleak and endless paths that shadows crawl in fright. They steal away their confidence and try to stretch, “to rake” the sun that shines out from the minds of those who do not take. To just feel tough as long as hard would be the road that’s grave; for moments view upon the feud, they take the drugs they’d crave to ruin people’s calm and peace, replaced with evil fiends; they stalk the worlds that they’d observed to rule them in their dreams. Upon the role of custom, laws are breached aboard smite—upon the realm of chances and upon the dark of night. In paths that rehabilitate and those who do not care—the sun still shines for those inclined, to live life if they dare. To learn the meaning of our lives, it’s said we’ll surely know—upon the end and when we bend to lessons that we grow. Although it’s such an easy thought to trust, we learn to live as if it’s hard to see the yard and life the sun can give.
