Common Ground
Common Ground
Air lifted, weightlessness, falling, falling down
Tiny circles, pirouette, searching for common ground...
Enveloped in bitterness, this flight feels so free
Dead within the emptiness of wilted dried up leaves...
Dangerous, unaware of it, the sky is so damn blue
Paralyzed as dementia sets, colorific eyes of who...
Sensing this, nothingness, that resides within the heart
Falling down to cement, the glass shatters apart...
bmdavey@01/10/17
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