Letting Go
Let go of hate,
You’re only multiplying sorrow.
Release the crows,
That stop you’re thoughts for woes.
There is an inner blindness you cannot see
When all you do is hate on me.
Always,
A. Willow
Let go of hate,
You’re only multiplying sorrow.
Release the crows,
That stop you’re thoughts for woes.
There is an inner blindness you cannot see
When all you do is hate on me.
Always,
A. Willow