Poems
Finding Neverland Where do I begin to think of internal fire Of seeking a territory to settle the conflict How restless I am ever toward such desire By finding immortal love I may predict Speech of sentiment among icy starers Curse of pious men behind with no reason I'm surrounded by satanic hideous terrors Too late to confess for crime of treason I would compensate all my sins to the almighty Only if you lead breathless agitation of soul Otherwise vice spoils worthless body of flighty Never will get to dreamland the eternal goal *********** Mina Bavaria mina_bavaria@yahoo.com |
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