G-Gifted Child
Born,1986,falling in love with the signs of the earth.
Music glistening,soaring in the ears of her mothers birth.
Lying still,waiting patenitly,to sleigh through the hoops.
Pain endlessly,through the blood veins like dieing troops.
Held in one hand,the lift of pressures off.
Watery eyes ,like the hurting clouds,a soft.
I feel the rumbling,as if drums where in every direction.
I hear the sounds of unfamilar voices,straying in my own protection.
Sunlight pastures,like the clouds have done died down.
Soaring through the tunnels,until I hit the ground.
Cold air,like i've never felt before.
A gifted child, now has been born.
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