Poems from Angblue
Time, it takes time,
It takes time to grow,
it takes time to find,
it takes time to learn,
it takes time to forgive,
it takes time to let...
It's a new world outhere
to behold within
to catch without
leaving for times,
unknown to the doubts
your lives, little to the gold
found...
That's what it means
To concede to the fear,
To feed the bearer,
To bleed from the wounds,
bestowed on you
from the pain you've taken
even...
That's what it means
To concede to the fear,
To feed the bearer,
To bleed from the wounds,
bestowed on you
from the pain you've taken
even...