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Mar 2021
Feels like I’m trying to fly to heaven in a hurricane
Lipstick lashes in the pouring rain
Sliding down a mountain on a plastic bag
Daffodils and Daisy’s lend a helping hand

Crystal collisions sending sparks ablaze
Butterflies and bullets through the rainbow maze
Rip open your chest to show your diamond heart
Rough and hard and sharp as glass

Take my hand and lead me off the edge
The beach awaits, our grainy bed
Bet your bottom dollar that we both can fly
Eyes up to heaven, arms to the sky

Ecstasy
Written by
Steve Sessions  41/M/London
(41/M/London)   
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