Cover my eyes...

Centre myself into life
pages aligned
measured by rulers
of numbered souls

Press save...

Letters big and bold
which of your lies
should I unfold
each line of your verse
my inner curse

Ride my hearse...

Centre myself into life
pages aligned
I'm neither the centre
and my world's not aligned

Delete...

the eternal mystery, heaven

Very thought-provoking and I am still thinking. Making yourself the center of anything can make life harder - nothing is perfect, even death. Even things deleted are often reborn!

joyce

:)

Thank you muchly joyce...appreciative of your time...

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