Chapter 101
Hourglass
Soul Writer: Words From Within
I slowly slipped away
From my fingers
From my grasp
Like fine grains of sand
In an hourglass
Until there was nothing of me left
For anyone to hold
Soul Writer: Words From Within
I slowly slipped away
From my fingers
From my grasp
Like fine grains of sand
In an hourglass
Until there was nothing of me left
For anyone to hold