CENTURIES OLD

What created a rainbow, You will never know.

Storm and thunder that hid beneath all shadows, Only get on duty at night, to trigger the sorrows.

When girls cry under their pillow, Women tear at the disco.

Many souls were sold for daddy’s gold.

For as long as truth remains untold, justice stays unfold.

2 thoughts on “CENTURIES OLD

    1. Please call don’t give up . There’s a lot more inside you than just that one side . Your good memories live as long as you live . Be alive because you deserve it 🌻

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