Books
Books un-read
Are like people dead
So many secrets to share
But no one really cares
Stories to tell
They will get you under their spell
Of heroes, heroines, lovers, thieves
Pages crisp like autumn leaves
So many secrets to share
Un-read books left to rot in despair
Are like people dead
So many secrets to share
But no one really cares
Stories to tell
They will get you under their spell
Of heroes, heroines, lovers, thieves
Pages crisp like autumn leaves
So many secrets to share
Un-read books left to rot in despair