Tribal Cry (Top 3 On Repeat)

I fear clip
my lip bleed
a seed reads
as you please.

Oh my spat
of normalcy
I’m a storm not
complacency.

Smoke up
the grundge a
way into past
days we played.

Remember I
will not for a
pain rain finds
all my ways.

What cause us
a rift a blazen
path of anger
is it raising?

I search friends,
far up beyond
what I find and
when I’m wrong.

Tell me friends
when I go adrift
beyond a reason
you could gift.

For I love the
words of logic I
sit adorned alive
with logic I cry.

A few songs for you my friends. I suggest headphones. Have a wonderful evening. 🤟

2 Comments Add yours

  1. eob2 says:

    💜 also enjoyed the music selection.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I’m happy you liked it. 💜

      Liked by 1 person

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