Posted sense the scents of smell
Fishes out the cell for it makes it
Je not myself for today is great
Afraid of the fate
it hurts..
Tears spur down my face as i tremble to the lost of such grace
Seeing my lady pass is the same feeling i felt when you walked away
high beams await but i cant tell the difference from the casket and the weight
So i burn a spliff to convince myself that you were floating for a short period of time
Agony confused the two but your not far from the line
For what sakes
Shaking, panicking like a dream of iv lines
Or just one pump is all i need when the heartbeat was on its last line
So whats the difference?
Seeing the death of what was once mine
Is unbelievable, at times i get it
Feels like a dream but good riddance,
i wanna leave
Not the feeling but the feeling that i lost in you
in the bed the same way i lost the heart that was strong with 2
But now its 2 but in the same dream for us its glue
Sinkin after the mess but whats this feeling that I feel in my chest
The rest oh,
The repeat dream without the birds in the nest
Wake me up or lay me to rest
About the Creator
Lester Baroody
Welcome everyone, I would first like to say thank you very much for visiting my page and allowing my unique way of expressing myself sway you in a pool of thoughts
-with the help of Dieu, anything is possible
-Chronique of a poet


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