when you wake and think the dream is over,
something cries in the twilight
when you see the visions and turn sober
voices chanting in the night
and life is a pot that is boiling over
melting, we become none
and every fruit is rotten
at the core of things
what can we change we ask ourselves
but we are too lazy to try
when you wake and think the dream is over ‘
something dies in the fight
when you see the visions and turn sober
and realization ignites
yes, life is a pot that is boiling over
melting, until we are none
we could have changed everything
but lost our way
what could we have changed
passively we never tried
and now the dream is over
our embers cold
the plot boiled over
melting into dust
coulda shoulda woulda
not
(c) 2020 allen wolfie simpson
Desember 21, 2020 at 9:59 nm
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Desember 21, 2020 at 10:00 nm
Thank you Astral 🤗💖
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Desember 22, 2020 at 11:06 vm
Thanx. Gerard
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Desember 22, 2020 at 12:30 nm
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