The Melodic Tune I Hum
You reap what you sow.
It must have been fun to rive me nearly motionless
Catastrophic like the three-headed storm you encouraged me to be
Shattering the seams of a spirit created to save your poured through souls
Dripping like toxic waste melting a polished diamond of christian solitude
I do not welcome you to continue
Nor will you
Painfully obliterated by your wreckages
“” Assuming I where as dull as the GAS LAMP in your soul
Suspecting I would willingly partake in your misguided efforts to distort my inner perspective
Pastels do not luster like the prism God justifiably constructed
The conclusion must not be catastrophic
If you comprehend the lyrics of the melodic tune I hum and hymn©
—§harita €ormier
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Sharita Cormier
Guys, I am a performer, singer, and writer. Earth has been extraordinary for me. Hiking through this place is intoxicating. Music, words, and fire feul my existance. I have two associates degrees. Completing the third is a task in it's own.
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