The trapeze in the cold breeze,
my hands,tingling, numbing, and starting to freeze,
above the highest, highest,
of the most arrogant of trees,
I, on this trapeze in the cold breeze,
soaring,
I through the air,
can feel,
the despair,
amongst the most careless
of stares,
these their very soul's,
the tares,
twisted,
plotting,
and one day,
greiving,
with Sodom,
acheiving
"Rock Bottom."
© copyrighted Kimberly marie Lapointe revelation 12.,Jesus Christ's wife.
my hands,tingling, numbing, and starting to freeze,
above the highest, highest,
of the most arrogant of trees,
I, on this trapeze in the cold breeze,
soaring,
I through the air,
can feel,
the despair,
amongst the most careless
of stares,
these their very soul's,
the tares,
twisted,
plotting,
and one day,
greiving,
with Sodom,
acheiving
"Rock Bottom."
© copyrighted Kimberly marie Lapointe revelation 12.,Jesus Christ's wife.
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