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Jan 2014
Red water, thick fluid
It's all the same
The blood running through us
No matter the life. No matter the name.
We all reek of selfishness
with the aroma of sin
We find hatred as pure bliss
Allowing demons to sink in
Letting them take over our intellect
Poisoning our flowers which sprout out of our veins
Our harmony is wrecked
The collectors of our guilt keep them locked in chains
We meditate on the thought of letting go
We raise our wings towards the sun
The sunflowers in your palms begin to grow
Once again we are one
Breaking through the barriers of doubt
We assassinate the demons we own
Our body will no longer fear droughts
We sing along to the melody the wind blown
The drums beat to our valuable souls
We nod our head and grin an incredible grin
Running free and wild with the foals
With a deep breath we feel the sun against our skin
We have escaped
This is our only chance
Without hesitation when the sky is draped
We lift our hands in perfect harmony and begin the sundance.
Chloe Cresse
Written by
Chloe Cresse  Monroe, LA
(Monroe, LA)   
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