Rise
Rise
At times a person only needs space,
To reminisce the stuff and replace,
The scars and lines of face,
Somewhere in a dark place,
To erase,
Each and every trace,
From it to rise with a new base,
With facile grace.
At times a person only needs space,
To reminisce the stuff and replace,
The scars and lines of face,
Somewhere in a dark place,
To erase,
Each and every trace,
From it to rise with a new base,
With facile grace.