Your purpose,
Will someday surface.
If it's a wish...
You wish condoned.
Your purpose,
Will someday surface.
If it's a wish,
You wish to own...
Alone.
You may be...
Challenged by a need,
To feel things real.
And you may not,
Have it yet to identify.
You may be...
Challenged by a need,
To feel things real.
And you may not,
Have it yet to identify.
Your purpose,
Will someday surface.
If it's a wish...
You wish condoned.
And if it's a wish,
You wish to own...
Alone.
Your purpose,
Will someday surface.
If it's a wish...
You wish condoned.
And if it's a wish,
You wish to own...
Alone.
Your purpose,
If it's wish...
Can not be missed.
If it's your purpose...
It will feel as if a perfect fit.
Your purpose,
If it's wish...
Can not be missed.
If it's your purpose...
It will feel as if a perfect fit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem