Babe

Mylo1

What if I told you we are a draft, never to be rewritten, a sweet novel but we are running out of pages,

we are on a thrilling ride but we don't know how far we'll make it off this trail, I'm hopeless but full of hope in 

us, Help me when I'm stuck trying to decipher this secret and amazed  symmetry, the maker engraved  in you, 

An angle in my eyes, coz this demon on my mind fleer when they see you and again I'm human.

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  • Author: Mylo1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 5th, 2022 00:09
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  • L. B. Mek

    there is a genuine tone
    of humble sincerity, in your wording
    'Help me when I'm stuck
    trying to decipher this secret
    and amazed symmetry, the maker
    engraved in you,

    An angle in my eyes, coz
    *these *demons on my mind *flee
    when they see you
    and again I'm human.'
    (a wonderful read
    thanks for sharing
    and Happy New Year!)



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