Indica Badu

Do you see red, because I see white, never ending cars in sight. Never any intentions of ill will, that’s honesty if I might…add. Still pictures of only pure delight cross my mind, telling me to make choices, with with your voice.

What will these choices bring? The slideshow means not a thing if the one true important thing is missing! My soul, yours, I don’t know who’s to bla… it was all unintentional and yet! The song remains the same in my heart.

From the same metaphorical egg are we? No matter how hard it tried, always gravitating back, like never skipping a beat, too easy…something so sweet, I’ve never had the pleasure to see, until your beat came after me. In my 20/20 hindsight I’ll always see, you were right…what happened to me, that I could not see between the lines?

Sounds crazy I know, the more I think, oh how my smile grows. What did you really perceive of me, my soul knows. Is it you and yours still speaking to me, or is this my mystery, to solve on my own? A girl can still dream 😉

By Empirical Earth Angel

I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting for me for years, years beyond your wildest imaginations...won't you walk with me...

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