Decided To Leave
Every poison touched
turned us to spore
and its difficult to win
unless your born.
We can learn
to change,
to burn.
When ever
together
forgetting the weather.
The stars align
in a place
on time.
What we wear
is to believe.
Deciding what's real.
Decided to leave.
Copyright © Johnny Scianna | Year Posted 2011
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