Nothing holds me back none fingers grasp..

On my way I say yes

The grass is small and calm

Will luck come like fresh wind

I look inside a clock and watch

I see a hive of hornets

And military jets

The secrets.


Gray Sky's

Eyes staring at Netflix

Ground 0 at 50% is

A red cloak

Alone.

Can you find my key?

He speak into the deep

As they listen if..


Can you know the door?

The ways through holes?

You soul caught in a hole?


Take a day off

Be a troubadour

It shall move faster

Yes hold up the stuff

Time is spun

The gryphon's are arriving

Bearing gifts..

And not violence?

When all else fails become a social media multi colored big butt tweak Star!