author - "Robert King"
Dangling dangling in the tree when we at last master the art of trickery....
my wosome heart writes to you a tale of sorrows of my life of grief and despair of sadness and death to you i write the burdens of life. to you my burdens will depart of misery and despair of death and destruction of fear of being forever lost to you i write my burdens of life so that my burdens may depart i close my eyes to see my burdens once again my sorrows bound to you, they depart slowly they begin to creep and crawl from my memory to you they come of horrors and fear of shame and guilt
This Is a philosophical Senerio i was playing out in my mind,i will say i feel as if it is true i have seen the future and the past i know how im going to die.I just don't know when.
Dangling dangling in the tree when we at last master the art of trickery....
my wosome heart writes to you a tale of sorrows of my life of grief and despair of sadness and death to you i write the burdens of life. to you my burdens will depart of misery and despair of death and destruction of fear of being forever lost to you i write my burdens of life so that my burdens may depart i close my eyes to see my burdens once again my sorrows bound to you, they depart slowly they begin to creep and crawl from my memory to you they come of horrors and fear of shame and guilt
This Is a philosophical Senerio i was playing out in my mind,i will say i feel as if it is true i have seen the future and the past i know how im going to die.I just don't know when.