Timed!

They fought a lot.
Driven by hatred, and the unkind bitterness.
Though deep down I know, they loved one an other,
once.
But life brought her ignorance into fear,
and his brilliance into despair.
And they drifted.
I know, now I know.

plunder

Can you love when love has fled?

Can we be when trust has left?

Can you see when you are older

with the light of your youth?

Are the goggles we are wearing

the shades before the sun?

Can we now and for the future, understand our solom truth?

Will we be the ones we are of clay or do we grow into a pelt?

I don't know, I just grow