Await, Lifted.
Stands up straight,
Grifting rays from the light,
Tonight, I'll store them for the
Shift of fright, and Think of you,
Thanking you, forgiving me, Light.
About Me
- UsooMe
- I crushed a bug beneathe my heal as I was Smoking in the shade. The sun had not burned me out, but burned I was, inside and out.
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