unchained


i’m rather a moonbeam’s spirit
writing verses on a ludic page
guided by a fragility phonation
in creating unchained dreams
i’m a star fell from sky’s shelter,
an exiled voice strewed in yours
or a piece of higher inner music
(the score of time) to shine on
i’m rather a moonbeam’s spirit,
i’m a star fell from sky’s shelter,
in all of my lovin’, – you dance
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un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Devon Gilfillian│Thad Cockrell│Zachary Cale│Shirley King│Bette Smith • Kirk Fletcher

pretending


is a pain inside me that I must hide…
outside, there, somewhere, some wolves
if would feel me howling of suffering,
would eat me alive
a reason for pretending everything is fine,
acting like a sycophant by flattering them
just to let me be
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un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Eric Clapton

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