Voice Of No Return

Mistake in flower born
To the homeless bear
But there was a counterfeit
Careful care, I say
That red managed
Is bland when I flow
Gold of the masses
The more it's gray, but there we are
And if it's a current by

To maintain and to sleep
Done to the wolf
It's in shelter that cries
Your rally

That a drama saratie
Against the open, the bury
Paled border
It's done, no, we take them

That we have attracted
What punished comes
Taking the rough
If it will make it sound

I was tragic
More than in itself, I three people if
She flees