I bit injecting venom
I flew to guide the talon
But I did not view
I grew for sheer dominance
I hit to feed my nascence
But I did not view
And now
Now I confuse
now I accrue
The damage in my view
I confess what I can't see
shaped and escaped
From what I used to be
2 comments:
There is beauty and goodness in evrything. Even my most horrible moments gave rise to the most valued ones.
i confess what i used to be
so that i might clearly see.
rcblpt (is the word verification, and it rhymes)
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