Careful the crown
that buries treasure
barely in the ground
and measures it against
the size of our eyes
There’s a restlessness in the air
stare at the smokescreens
and do nothing
as the walls change around us
surrounding us with ivy and envy
rose colored glass on the ceiling
Indulge in every sense
in a trance we dance all night
lost track of time
don’t know where it went
the glass was too dense
it echoed back things
that didn’t make sense
telling us to fly when they clipped our wings
See the fire
in their eyes
each from a different past
on this path trapped in this myth
we call a labrynth
one day we’ll break out of it
Careful the crown
that buries treasure
barely in the ground
and measures it against
the size of our eyes
Love Always,
Lainey
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