By Arcassin Burnham
Sending signals to the center of my brain
While it's in a trance , it hasn't woken up from its
Royal comma leaking out the only good
Memories I have to be a better version of me,
Had to make a few trips around streets , over the granite
Hills and under the country side bridge,
Only the gates of diamond valley holds the key with
Promises we make and all the lives we take to get this
Far,
We'll search and most definitely define what is
Out there in the stars,
There's no mountain high enough to start a conversation
With our Lord and Savior,
Put together pieces of a generation leading towards the
Break of misguided labor.
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Sending signals to the center of my brain
While it's in a trance , it hasn't woken up from its
Royal comma leaking out the only good
Memories I have to be a better version of me,
Had to make a few trips around streets , over the granite
Hills and under the country side bridge,
Only the gates of diamond valley holds the key with
Promises we make and all the lives we take to get this
Far,
We'll search and most definitely define what is
Out there in the stars,
There's no mountain high enough to start a conversation
With our Lord and Savior,
Put together pieces of a generation leading towards the
Break of misguided labor.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/06/arcassins-harmful-mix-pt6.html
Request permission to use this poem