the halls smell
of death and of deceit
tripping over roots
of the past as I sleep
yet, I reach
the echo of laugher
from the depths
of my dreams
life still coming up roses
so it seems...
yep, still coming up roses....
as I'm breathing new dreams
3 comments:
I can relate to this feel and I am relating this to my previous workplace...
I LOOOOOOOVE this one! So beautiful.
We have so much resources within ourselves have'nt we?
Its there asking us to connect!
Wonderful to see you working in these spots inside you!
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