Prometheus, Prometheus <br />a gentleman am I <br />I think about the good things <br />control myself and try. <br /> <br />Prometheus, Prometheus <br />almost a half slain <br />for my eyes are eating <br />desires in my brain. <br /> <br />Prometheus, Prometheus <br />my heart is like a pool <br />and with my bush on fire <br />I'm nothing but a fool. <br /> <br /> <br />Madrason 17 sept 2014<br /><br />Madrason writer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/promises-122/
