Circle of Thoughts (Angel of Sadness)

Maybe I can’t escape Cause lately it’s been great Intimate feelings Sentimental values My common interest in healing Considering these affections My negative literature in reflection Your heartbeat, my art’s feet Our ladder sunk, Past divorce, the debris marked a seat My battle front’s arched in heat Maybe I can’t escape Cause lately it’s been great I’ve seen it all Pressure points too keen to fall I’ve lived life, died, and lived again I’ve given fights, lied, and given to begin Massaged stretch marks Lodged pieces of wood to fetch a spark Tossed up more than enough shots of Jager Chased with white lightning A staggering figure through my pupils Laced with smiles, even my height became frightening Placed my arms around harlots Slept and rose to charms of found garlic Maybe I can’t escape Cause lately it’s been great