We're coming about
Mind if I bum a ride
Where am I going
To, I'm going to
Same as you
We're coming about
I'm coming about
The journey has been brutal
From time to longer time
The echo comes in our language,
Not this tongue
That has its stories twisted
All through humanity
Until we're panting for air.

© 2016 Mark Richard Prime


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It Is Love, No?

To My Lovely Love...

Through My Hands

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Dearest Love, Please Forgive Me