Friday 16 March 2018

Let come whatever may

Let come whatever may,
To the teeth I am armed.
Whatever comes I bite
From me fear hides.
Let come the chilling night
Let come whatever might
I am armed to the teeth
There is no other way out

Short and Sweet

Whenever I talk to you, It’s like my heart wakes up To eavesdrop on our conversation Like a baby in a womb It kicks because it’s eager ...