I was blessed with the name that trumps all names, I did not consider other little riddles could come about in one's mine, All I think about is the time, but I could never really truly realize, never really know how so called lonely I am until the moment you call, and I know I'm going to see your smiling face again, beautiful glow, from your inner being set the true fire within my heart blazin wings whin my being, the time when I must part on the square I truly realize how f****** lonely I am supreme darkness
About the Creator
Robert Chancellor jr
Blaze of glory, is what will
inscription. upon my tombstone
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