I can't help but to notice that
you chose black and white
In a world where it's all wrong
And that's alright
Each and every step forward
Every choice that you make
A split apart across the universe
As timelines they do break
I've been leaving copies of myself
Across paradox space
Each and every one of us
Aware of the parallels that we trace
There are robots, shadows, dragons,
Demons, kitties, and some clowns
Each of us aware enough
To paint over our frowns
Timelines they do splinter off
And cause universal cracks
And so we do as we must
Keeping them on track
There's so many of us now
Some are bad and some are good
But it's never that simple still
Most are misunderstood
Not all of us have power to
Ensure we make our paths
And those who don't often fall
Into perilous wraths
Facts are hard to manage
When you have so many strings
Each of them leading you
Through so many more rings
Copies upon copies mocking
Each line that must be towed
All of their universes
Baring different loads
Still we toil and we fight
Upon each and every stage
Because this is the only
Fate for a sage
- Author: PaperFlowerFields ( Offline)
- Published: May 29th, 2023 12:32
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 3
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