We fall, but we are planted to the floor.
So sorrowful but not anymore.
Once or twice or three times even,
The ring of the bell comes no matter the chance,
We live, we breath, we die and faun
The truth of the matter isn’t so fun.
The length of death is once every hour,
Until the day falls as we do.
So remember this once and remember it all,
Ignorance is a choice and soon we will fall.
Aye man it’s nick , was wondering if you had any physical book copy’s , I’d be glad to support
Not yet but when there is physical copies i will be adding them to the store, along with adding links to find them.