Narc – Animal – Sist
Once like a bird dancing all around, there was a loving flight on those first nights.
As we walked, I noticed the hawk squawking above the sound of a mother’s love, some of the advice intended to be nice.
Wondering about the bee, a lonely rage growing inside a cage, I didn’t see how this could be?
Upon the heart came the dart dreams to fill kept at bay on the quill of a lowly porcupine and grasped my spine.
Out to sea, I couldn’t see from the dark came the shark circling. I must be heaven-bound.
Now with a mighty roar, my dreams instore I’ve stopped crying you showed the lion every moment of reprieve ready for you to leave.
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