May We Go Round
Check check heal the mind
I`m forever just a baby in my mothers eye
Rip rip tare the torn
Forgive but don`t forget
While my feelings feel on
I think i know a time or two when our hearts could surely smile
Though souls still destruct , as poetry just piles
Dream dream crowd`s around my summer day
I`d like to go although not alone
like sunglasses in the shade
Free free my wretched thoughts
Leave without a sound
Butterfly sweet butterflies
May We Go Round
Copyright © Christopher Lipp | Year Posted 2015
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