majestically, I heard a
sound deeply soaring I
sneezed in a glib of an
eye trying to figure out
the identity, behold it's
a shadow from the west
ghostly covered in a dark
shirt, It seems triviality
until when I overheard
an indisputable echo
My mind beats like a
drum of culture, I found
my physical in a snag, my
hands are curved I tried
but couldn't flipped, finally
I became overwhelmed I
found my self on the range
of her trigger, I found my
head on the scaffold set
by emotion.
I need a shell, a cover from
behind, I need a mask off
illumination, an angel who
will stand to my rescue for
I'm dying slowly in the
inside i need a beckon
signal to safety, I need an
open heart of eternity.
©VanWest 2019
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