Amor Omnia Vincit

She's back with her bags full of lies and deciet, she plants seeds of hope and dreams everlasting. You promise warm days ahead, the shadows regress and sink deep into my core. Messages from my past. The muddy road is littered with trash, but this is the direction my actions paved. Sunlight warms my face. The days are short in this December frame. I hope tomorrow can enlighten the way and erase some of this shame. Alone; not ready to face another day. Love conquers all