Sunday, January 11

Circle Circle

Circle circle, dance for me
Play those shadows
and imitations
in my ceiling
You aren't those stars of plastic
but what I see
a little to the left
Looking at a sky that is real
In awe over something to feel
Circle circle, dance for me
Play me another ace
And another joker without a face
But I'm done with your puzzles
and makebelieve
Dance in your own circle now
I'm going down a straight line
that faith and me chose
Without repetition
I sleep under open sky
Despite you tearing my wings away
I just might be ready to fly

5 comments:

  1. No words to describe how much I love this one! <3

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  2. Hahahah that's good cause I just realized a serious flaw in it :| :D :D

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  3. Oh, stop being so self-critical, it's a very good piece.

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  4. "I just might be ready to fly" loved that <3

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  5. Yeah but... it has two different "you"s, I don't know if that makes you perceive it differently than how it was meant...? Aww Rocco thanks dear ;)

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