Just give me a pen… Ascend.
Words cut like a knife, embedded n sewn like thread
Bled out poems so I’m light in the head
Here’s the bread.
Whether or not you can weather the hot
Cold, Bold,
Only know what we’re told, it’s
The lives that we know…
I reign down like a thunderstorm…
Tattering Windows on your screen
What’s she coming for?
It’s left unsaid.
We all change faces, n stages, it’s amazing
To look back where we came from
The fate of… ya
“State of mind”…
Time and time again
We find and; (REMIND)
To Catch a moment of bliss…
Sublime n here’s a…
-Kiss-
-Nina
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