Comments about Elliot Ikilei
I'm sorry Lady.
For wat I've released,
For wat I've cast aside like refuse.
I miss you now, in the quiet rain,
Each dropp a pearl of pain,
Each fall a fall from grace.
I miss you now,
In the dead of night,
A whispered word,
Love and life combined.
Im sorry for all I've done,
And all I haven’t,
For all the pain I've gifted you,
And rejection that you never deserved,
And emptiness you were given in return.
You deserve to reap what you've sown,
A harvest of sunflowers and strawberries,
Of lilies, of bright, happy ...