Create Me Here



Create Me Here


Blatant escapades with fate
Third rose petal from the left
Third breath from death.
Recreate me.
Chasing the end of sight
End of the night
Beginning of the fight.
The ringing of my plight
Mentalities disorder my might…
Recreate me.
Calm before the storm
Comes calm too soon.
As hair migrates
From my head to my face
I realize I cannot escape
Grizzly Pate me
From this nobody’s safe
From ignoring the chase
But He can recreate me.
Prayer and meditate
Get it straight.
Petal eight.
Need not medicate
Recreate me here
Create me clear
Create me here.
Self-hate rings near
The end of fear

Create me here…

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