By Arcassin Burnham
...so you see,
The empathy,
Of you and me,
I plant the seed,
The watery leaves,
They also make good graves just come and drown with me,
I hope your incarcerated sister is good and free,
Putting back the pieces of your family tree,
Growing gardens just mother nature's ***,
Hope you don't set your sights on greed,
...so you see,
The empathy,
Of you and me,
I plant the seed,
The watery leaves,
They also make good graves just come and drown with me,
I know your better at that than me,
For the safe return of your soul I nearly speak,
Heart in your hand from the showers peak,
Singing and scrubbing yourself down,
Oh your voice is a beautiful glee.