Do I steal extra days from others? I let my thoughts fly, escape With the lyrics of my favourite song Waiting to crystalise in a new world In the distance a fire pit glows My thoughts thrash back and forward Needing to land where Jasper stands I feel my heart drip cold blood on the pole below I am hostess of my own deception Looking for an angel not nailed to the cross Whose wings are not so white A depiction of thoughts still to come…
© AnitaDawes2021
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