I've finally reached the gates
There it is face to face
Inside, my stomach aches
Its probably anxious
From many years
Of being patient
Fought alliance my fears
Each one I attended
Never been pretended
So I stayed neglected
But I reflected
To make things imperfected
And stopped making perfections
Got a mind of a mechanic
My problems I wrenched it
Now feeling delighted
With a little rain
To help maintain
Keeping my faith
Reached into my pocket
Found a skeleton key
Put it right through a socket
Gates opening with positivity
I can feel my negativity
Beginning to decrease gradually
It's good to come up from hell
Breaking all the bad spells
And everything is now turning to be
Heavenly.....bliss.
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
I've finally reached the gates
There it is face to face
Inside, my stomach aches
Its probably anxious
From many years
Of being patient
Fought alliance my fears
Each one I attended
Never been pretended
So I stayed neglected
But I reflected
To make things imperfected
And stopped making perfections
Got a mind of a mechanic
My problems I wrenched it
Now feeling delighted
With a little rain
To help maintain
Keeping my faith
Reached into my pocket
Found a skeleton key
Put it right through a socket
Gates opening with positivity
I can feel my negativity
Beginning to decrease gradually
It's good to come up from hell
Breaking all the bad spells
And everything is now turning to be
Heavenly.....bliss.
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