I moaned in a rejected hour of lurch,
Bitterly feeling the ray of my burden scorch.
I mopped standing in a boat of affliction,
Driven by a sale of storm into the land of confusion. Continue reading
I moaned in a rejected hour of lurch,
Bitterly feeling the ray of my burden scorch.
I mopped standing in a boat of affliction,
Driven by a sale of storm into the land of confusion. Continue reading