I am a covering to all who are hovering in the chasm of love's last spasm, take you in and
love you like a brother and kiss you like a sister and hug you like a father and feed you
like a mother....even so was i called to this world and i am yours my love stuck,
fear-strucked little girl...I will be a light from the might of those that harm...I will
take you into my arms...molesting spirits know my Light and fear it...I am a hired gun...I
got Love's bullets...abusers run...I am like a mullet...and i am stacked business upfront
but all party and rejoicing in the back!!!
I traverse the oceans within a breeze
I light my way holding burning trees
Freeing my body, my heart, my soul
I talk and walk through miles and roads
I view the future with discernable need
Yet I succumb to my fate with noted heed
Do I lack the courage to go beyond my whole?
Do I feel the need to remain stagnant and tole?
I lack conviction in my sturdy brain
Trying to fight these excuses so lame
Solitary in my endeavours I so create
My weakness I continually berate
In my minds eye I spy this epic infused
In a twilight of colours I discover loosed
Yet I traverse the oceans within a breeze
And light my way holding burning trees . . .
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