Starting Lines


Substance to say the least

Asphalt cracked to the core

Virtue ruined for good

Estimated to live

 

Mystery of a life time

Everlasting dime of crime

 

Painless form of torture

Lavender smell left here

Equal to bravery

Ashamed of how it went

Severe the ties of light

Evening turns to dark


Voices of change.

 

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