But A Moment

I’m filled with descriptions that should be kept in eclipses

I’m missing my mission, falling in submission

Her dimensions from other dimensions

Collision of tensions causing me cringing

But feel like I’m winging

Shot from the sky a witches kind eyes

Blinded me down to crashing of lies

Waking from graveyards I thought I’d died

Realizing it was silly my words to have flied

Physical appearances makes the differences

Making senses senseless

And devils Christians

These thoughts that thundered, but didn’t make sense till lighting hit

My ego became a wild fire and was extinguished quick

Desolated and unappreciated all because of erratic behavior  

Take peace, then release

Realize the inside

Another fly passing by

◄ Butterfly Mind

I'm Sry ►


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