Mystery
Spinning and Egypt takes its turn. Never, it never happens. The confusion of the day adheres to my brain. The sweat slowly takes it away.
No time, no time to consider. Too busy to care. Too busy to bother. Good for me.
The crazy car stumbles, as Alice dies her death. But looking in a mirror she appears - changed. Not the same.
Loud I am, and kindness abounds. Respect follows, and he will die.
No time, no time to consider. Too busy to care. Too busy to bother. Good for me.
The crazy car stumbles, as Alice dies her death. But looking in a mirror she appears - changed. Not the same.
Loud I am, and kindness abounds. Respect follows, and he will die.
posted at 9:38 PM
3 Comments:
I followed the trail and found you! And I'm glad I did. :-)
You know, your writing all makes sense to me, even though I don't know the story behind it all.
You are loved by me -- that's for sure!
Hey thanks Daisy! Much appreciated!
I'm with daisy.
Keep writing please!
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