Permanent echo of you


Turn, turn

burn, burn

learn, learn

earn, earn

with each new trial 

we spill into

another thought goes crashing.

 cry, cry

why, why

try, try

fly, fly

with each new fear

we let go free

another heart goes dreaming.

time, time

chime, chime, 

ryhme, ryhme

with each new thought that becons

we discover that who we are

is nothing 

compared to who we one day will be.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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