Rocky pick

cliff
horn every step, as it
whistle the enduring flip
thou nothing left except the
falling clip, fall like nestle
bird seeing the water feet

drown me
like a kite in a distance land
as i will always stand; venture every
stream and throw like a wasted game
that gives me a rain, wait dear
winner celebrate the bang over
the the glorious plan

the rocky road has always make us
damn