Even the weak get even –
Weary that, the heart will
– Grow old and cold
Forever is but a fallacy –
For those that wear skin
– Knowing weak and smiles
When they are fading –
Time, is dreaming chance
– To love, to hate, to be
It is in time, to let go –
To gain smiles turning
– Tension into intention
The weak walk by day –
For they sleep by night
– It is known by all man
The heart eats the corner –
In a hot space with chance
– Hoping for more, in more
Even in strength it beats –
Weary that it will grow cold
– Even with skin and old
