Bow To Me
Bow to me whenever I smile,
for it doth rarely
happen on
occasion,
My life is duly spent in grave
motion, easing my
focus is an
evasion.
I have longed to be unswayed
by the horrors of
life's worse
endeavor.
Knowing my body so temporal,
bow to me, my Will
shall last
forever.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11465
Quatrain of Bow To Me - 11465 - Yorktown Disciple
I
have
longed
to
be
unswayed
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