Does your aura show truth, I have lied to many. Pure intentions, to those I've lied to my times suspended. I never expected a long life. Wrong or right I fall so you can enjoy the songs of light. I seek peace like the black rose wishes to bleed or the Lilly wishes it could see any misconceptions of the concept of consequences. I have none my purpose was the sacrifice and only in death will I see the last of life. Dirt has more purpose than gold but not half the price. Your worth comes from what's not acted or sold but what you ask at night.- Dont Release
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem