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Lucy in the sky

Lost the fear, she can now aim high.

By Heather FeatherPublished 5 years ago 3 min read

Lucie in the sky with diamonds got shot down by Orian.

Better sound the serin,

He firein, I'm what he's desirin'

I stole his belt, made a guarder,

I may be smarter.

Maybe a fire starter.

Geronimo, look out below,

Life from above gotta new flow.

Incase you didn't know;

I fucking love you, now you know.

Oh no, Orion! She stole his bow,

Imma better shot though.

I'll go toe to toe 'n throw the fucking arrow

Watch it fly further, like my flow

Ooooh, ha, real talk bro.

Comin' in hot,

Slick, arrows quick, like click, sick, hit every lick with precision

Eliminating any division,

indecision, or incision.

Its an easy decision

I chose to love my life

No matter the weight of my strife

Or all the stuff to falsely edify

Some try to justify

they try to float and fake

Those that need to fly,

Oppressors think theire heirs

Like it's theirs and take,

There's no remake for fucks sake.

with y shot I'm firein

Lucie's never (lettin') Tyre'n...

Fuck that bogus empirein'

Fuck you can't see me,

Try to bee me.

Can't find me, I'm yellin' from a tree

They let the umpire in

Inspire in, insight firein'

call-in every fowl

(who?)

Callin all the bullshit like a ref, Screaming rhymes like they def,

There's gotta be more

Than one left; that didn't die

Their second death

before they breathe their

last breath.

Is there any not outta their mind? We will, just blame meth.

I'm getting my happily ever after, I'm not Macbeth give her to Castor.

He can have that disaster and Blast her, faster.

That'll last her.

I'm fresh to death

In the middle

Im not right or left

(Do I learn to fiddle?)

I need a crew, I'm hirein.

A crew of more than two, who know wtf is going on with all you, a crew that knows what to do

Sticks like glue and is true.

I can't find one much less a few... Is one of them you?

Orian oh yeah?

You wanna shoot me down to the ground?

Motha fuckas better step with a harder sound,

I'm bringing all the fake shit down.

Sirius B

these mothafuckas really don't know me.

Clever Heather Feather, pullin' The spiritual lyrical lever,

Lovin' harder than ever

Is my endeavor.

Some call me Lucie

I dropped the fear,

Its in my rear view mirror.

I had to jump into prison, a prism,

Just to face my interior.

Realizing, that to some

I sounded superior.

Really, i was feelin' inferior.

Can't believe much of what you hear.

Especially from those that try to Domineer.

I looked within, I had to see her. Lucie-fear...

lose the fear Lucie fear.

Thank you, this I needed to hear. Now I'm the only one that gets to Steer my middle tier, no matter What I start here.

Im the clearest of the purest clear. I'll get you the highest of the Highest high, it's free and you Won't want to die.

Some will fight it and try to deny

Because their scared to cry.

I don't have to pry, they all are scared of the fall.

They would rather be a player and hold the ball.

Scared of falling in love, the fall.

It's not that hard at all.

Pussies, scared af scared to love, Scarred, scared to heal

Because that requires one to feel. They hustle so they don't have to Deal with how they really feel.

What's real?

Deal and use to escape the real. Avoid the face of every evil deed, They planted as a seed.

The demons they feed.

Hate, pride, guilt, envy and greed.

Can't back shit they decreed.

From greed and much of this I've been freed.

Got rid of the shit i didn't need, Why continue to bleed?

performance poetry

About the Creator

Heather Feather

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