Stop It Brain
If you talk too much my head very well may explode; for fear you will not stop.
I will think too much, my brain full of selfish thoughts.
Moth on the wall; you never fall.
You taunt the souls that occupy the earth.
Stalking the journeys that every human, every species, every biotic being will take.
Flower in the ground; you cannot end your life.
you fill people with sweet aromas with your presence.
you have a full life to lead, why waste such a thing?
Girl of the past; you have branded me with feelings i will never throw away.
Copyright © March Leebird | Year Posted 2014
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