Signatures By
The Tired Lion
Once a very long time ago-
I wrote about a catalyst
Spoken were words of optimism
And aspiration of times yet told.
Life was full of tea and wine
Filled with happiness and time
Easy was it to tell of butterflies
Aforetime entered metamorphosis.
I was young and full of dreams
Heart full of romantisim's scenes
When did it become a trail to follow
Life was then lived for tomorrow.
Enchanting metamorphosis of life
Has crushed my dreams; has broke my heart
When did it all break ground to die
And when was my last happy sigh ?
Now past; just another story complete
The paths all taken by the feet
All the roads have now been followed
Rusted, Wasted... Now on to dreams of
Tomorrow !!!
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