Friday, January 1, 2016

Cauliflower Beets

I'm not for surroundings,

I'm sick of the grounding ,

Of roots
And pedal's still defeat.



I hope you can see me,

My heart can't keep reaching
For that holy place I shall keep.



How I'd long for the day

My love ran astray,
And crawled itself back, just to be alone



I regret what I've done,
The past Hasn't come


To give me my heart, and keep the world atoned.



I hope you will see the crippling hope inside of me

That'll show me how much I can love you,
Will love you.



But, glorious cauliflower

Your emotions might shower
And wither my tears away.

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