Poems from Magick_Candie
There's something beautiful about him
Not in physical beauty, but in the way he cares
He sees the world in a childlike way -
a way that...
Only the privileged are free
I had no immunity
There is a duty that I should’ve done
But the voices in the quorum were blaming me of...
I was clean
I was skin with faded scars
I was free
It was the voices that told me
In my head
It was the things those kids didn't say
...
Im a mess when I see your eyes
Dragging me in and holding on
I can’t believe it not one night
I need you here all the time
Im a mess...
I’m getting drunk off of your kiss
I’m getting numb off of your touch
I’m getting high, Now watch me fly
Way up above, Right in the sky...