Timothy Duran
Joined January 2018
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For reasons I can't explain.I saw a flame,this cup,a calling.Free-styling,with a some help from my friends.the radio onesthat play. The feeling left me tripping,on nothing other than the reaction.To watch night spinning,I tried to take flightHim I love,I forgot once.But he just loved.To divide his kingdom,with punishments and crowns.I know he will never leave me,science can't be as profound.I've seen too much.I know now,to run.This fire inside,can be a warm one.Times when it's clutch,times when it's like how?It's a bit like the sun,flee from the east tide.But fear not, we have the son.
By Timothy Duran8 years ago in Poets
