• kamranscribbles 10w

    JOURNEY

    Burning the hearts,
    Checking the charts
    I leave the castle
    Walk the dirts
    I seek the breeze
    I count my sins
    Head hung down low,
    I am moving up real slow
    Then i heard a voice in my ear
    I turned;drowned in fear
    Nature you playing tricks on me?
    IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WIND

    ©kamranscribbles