Free Shipping for Orders $50 or More

Night of Tears

Night of Tears,
Controlled by my Fears,
With a Lack of Peers,
With Silently Stopping Gears.

Gears of Fate,
Rusted and Worn,
Unable to Hold Life’s Freight,
Before Mornings First Horn.

Ringing out,
At the Crack of Dawn,
Showing Life’s Eternal Drought,
While the Sun alights the Oceans of Lawn.

Leave a comment