
Before the Fall, my auto biography part 1
In my End,. part 2
My beginning,,… My after life
Love all . If possible
Before the Fall, my auto biography part 1
In my End,. part 2
My beginning,,… My after life
Love all . If possible
Affected by the atmosphere of strain
We fear to ask for what we need
Yet life goes by and will not come again
Affected by the mists of all the pain
We must not turn to crime nor torture,maim
Let hope come down like clear sweet summer rain
Be innocent of eye for what we read
Affected by the atmosphere of strain
We defer our own demands or even needs
The face that was familiar is no more
Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again
If ,by a chance, his life could be restored
It would affect me like the hidden chord
Which played, my own life force would go.
That one must live and one must die is plain
The face that was familiar is no more.
Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again