second chance paid

should i have even done
everything that i have in my past few years
can’t be a coincidence
only so many people strike me like you
normal folks dont live like we do
daring to be this strange
catching little thoughts bouncing around the place
having to avoid looks that tell too much
across from me
nightloights are growing inside of brain patterns
evolving as the
path into a future filled with fireworks comes
arriving to make
inspiration bloom in the desert like a tiger lily
dont know what the next twelve months will bring
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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