I've lived a thousand lifetimes in twenty years
No decision of the feathers living in caverns
I wanted to know the deepest carves of your fears
And then, my family's story was etched within taverns
Sleep, repent, release, repeat
I couldn't take sandstone off my feet
Father and Son, never destined to meet
Could not entice the wildest heart to see.
They told her, they told her to relax and let it go.
One wing bat and one wing in the feathers
Don't let them in, keep those emotions down low
There are no casters fleeting stormy weather
They both live in here and I can't hear my voice
Vessel to these two spirits who fight to the end of eternity
I would run, I would flee, but I don't have a choice
Smile, don't let them...not a single one see
Sheer determination caressing the indents on my face
Leave me be, I think I can take about one more chance
I can't get my shoes on, when I know spirits don't race
And I refuse to sit, so I just shut my mouth and dance
Love always,
Chayle
About the Creator
The Girl in Grey
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