Independence at its best, I feel so blessed to be living life because
as I said I'm focused on the present attracting what's ahead and
distractions don't phase me I always hear what's unsaid,
energy bled dry for a while because I misread the signs, calling
you mine when we're polar opposites both doing overtime.
You take me as a person personally and say I'm hidden,
I'm constantly on a mission to make you hear when you won't listen
but every wrong doing you've ever done has been forgiven.
To feel everything so deeply is what keeps me driven when I see
all the words you wanna say unwritten like scriptures in your energy
tied with a static ribbon.
- Author: CaitEva ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2017 13:43
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
This is a great write, especially the last line, awesome imagery. There's real melody through your words.
Thank you I really appreciate it 😀
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