Crawl the Walls
within my walls,
within my head,
comfort zones,
and walls are dead,
running wild,
chasing stars,
in a cage,
fighting bars,
lost in thought,
vivid dreams,
stains are cleared,
in colored streams,
the wishing well,
deep and dark,
is set ablaze,
with one small spark.
spelling issues.
Copyright © Jezabella Singe | Year Posted 2011
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