monsters

Sleeping on monsters

My dreams are ‘dangerous’

 

Works of art

I fight to come alive

 

My eyes betray hell

The fire in my belly

 

Well. its why my words

Are-a-consuming. sell

 

Purifying to the mind

Faltering to the find

 

Bell. Every morning

A discovery. shell

 

And I smile at it all

to rise at each fall

 

I know where,

I am going;

 

To

Win

 

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