Beautifully Flawed
I grow in proportion to the sunrise,
In between the darkness of the clouds that is mirrored in between sun–
That part is the journey, to which I find hope,
And that is part of me.
I grow in proportion to the sunrise,
In between the darkness of the clouds that is mirrored in between sun–
That part is the journey, to which I find hope,
And that is part of me.