Anonymous
An unfolding of crisp corners of wheat
Through a glance of insight
All is permitted to be just right
Oooh
Harmonies of soul flow in
Beautiful, like a scent that's risen after raining.
Inspired to go back to perception of innocence.
Loose fingers twiddle at the texture of my face.
Water drips off my brow as my eyes rise to see themself
And a new spectrum of doubt is dealt.
A deep breath is indulged to know that I breathe
A slap to the face is given to remember I receive.
Twiddle lee dee, what do I see
Red moons rising, a crazy defeat
Ghouls of slim length
Very large hate
Tirades of foul misdemeanor
Everyone today grows even meaner
I seek repentance, For gods sake
Time to demolish ouselves and walk through grace gates