A struggle of that

Wayward death I forged a folly against young foe
A dawn breaking of fashionable courage as I take a breathe
I find nothing worth satisfying and bridge a gap
My faith is astray in pieces, may they weep

I tire growing old and driven language builds bane
Utterly coward and forward undertones I despair

My heart can’t handle it’s own death, it’s foolish pain, as nourishment loses it’s way, so that my pain will fade it’s day
Fate will pay it’s way

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About Hannah's Defense

I'm a graphic arts musician with love always on the brain. I yield to art and randomly sing songs. http://www.facebook.com/hannahsdefense

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