Metamorphosis
Maybe it starts in this dimly lit room,
everything seems crystal clear alone.
Take in that serenity and trust it,
any time you are unsure? Seek.. ‘Voila!’
Make that moment start to scream,
open up a can of gasoline and go.
Remember you are a true banger,
people will speak soft and eavesdrop.
How, who, my god when? New is a rush.
Over the top and still so far to go,
sight’s set on a daydream that dawdles.
I must transform to let go of the quasi…
stay the same can’t be done but I digress…
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