With One Last Run

Stepping off
From your throne
Leaving hardships
You’ve always known 

Tears will fall
From us all
Pride will show
With one last bow 

Do walk away
To reach your dreams
We will stay
In your regimes 

Salute, brother
Good luck, sister
Go step further
With one another 

Time ticks by
It’s time to go
With one last run
You shall be known


In Which the Rabbit Died


What Have I Become?


  1. Mon

    AWESOME, as always, darling :’)

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