Day: Aug 12, 2021

I stole their ammo and ran away with the winds.

Wild animals followed me,

They carried my sins.

I hope they know I am not a traitor, I am not a fiend.

Whenever it gets dim,

I just level the field.

My shoes shattered under they venomous arrows.

But I kept running,

Sold my own bone marrow.

I stole their ammo and ran away with the winds.

Wild animals followed me,

They carried my sins.

-JW