Mortals be

by BlackRose   Oct 27, 2004


What fools we mortals be
searching for things we cannot see
are too big to deal with
and when we fufillith
our wishes and dreams
then they are not as it seems
when we go through life
with a knife
held to our throaght
drifting on a boat
down the river styx
wondering why we cannot fix
everything wrong with our life
fix things so trife
so i say again so you can see
what fools we mortals be

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