Some say I speak from a realm of fantasy..dropping unreal visions of my life instead of reality..they say my sights are in the clouds, instead of firmly planted on the ground..Do they even realize beneith my feet the earth is trembling..uneven pathways cracked by deceit leave me riding the clouds, embracing their moisturizing..Im able to collect my thoughts that rain down in showers of ink on lines never ending, pages of myself Im reclaiming..fertilizing the well of my pen..I cultivate my experiences, plowing myself within..You see Im in these clouds regaining me..creating a cushion, telescoping my souls reality..biographing yearnings to feel a real life of gravity..
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By: LyricalLisa7
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