GloMag GloMagDecember2018 - Page 163

From my roots, I die alone and out of mind left to burn up in the sun I am out of time. My colors won't shine again wilted roots are now left broken all the way up to my stem nothing to defend I should have stayed grounded but in here instead can't go back so unforgiving my colors won't shine again the way they used to do. (Used To Do) 163