"Flowers And A Deck Of Cards"

By Arcassin Burnham   Lilac in the morning sun while the feelings were Still there lingering questions through my  Cranium yet it fills a mental stadium full of  Bad brain cells of bad memories and bad  Frequencies,  That means that everything that I went through  Was all in my head, The posture of a levelheaded troubled soul is often Dead, I don't negotiate with corrupted feds, I'm just being honest, There are quite a few regrets, my feelings are like a bucket of glass barrettes that  Are being worn by the classiest females of our time And our time is still hanging in the balance,   /   *you better choose the right card*, *but please don't put up your guard*, *I'm the only one that knows who you are*, *you've only gone so far*, You're so majestic in your ways of socializing  All of the beautiful attributes that come with Bliss in your heart, And if I'm hanging with the wrong crowd lately,  I'm so sorry, we could talk about our feelings  To start.