Five Minutes Ago
now,just five minutes ago
i would've sold my soul,blasphemy
had become a part of me
i had backed stroked in butterfly lake
baptized and cleared my name
next day, i had fell and lost my way
an aimless richochet...is my faith.
and now im praying like i have a reason
i come and go like seasons.
five minutes ago.
now i need and its you i know
Copyright © Angelo Pierre Louis | Year Posted 2012
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