the Weaker weakens. the Weaker’s weakening weakens the Weak. the Weak is weakened. the Weak is the Weaker. we weaken. we are weak.
timid underneath his wing,
the aching cry grips tired wind.
into the night, her pain doth sing,
for only the dark knows why she’s sinned.
the words of the world.
but it wanes when you talk to me.
distract from the pain.
Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.