But it was a moment's frown
yet, an eyebrow burnt
Should I quit
or maybe after this last one
or who knows
it becomes a tattoo
or a lesson
maybe its the thought
of sometime before
in some destructive mind
but it had its peace
in evening breeze
and a mild drizzle
with red sky
yet its an eyebrow burnt
should I call it high
But I can feel the surface
the uneasiness of it
charcoal hard roots
an anxious muse?
but why this indifference
or maybe
too much of a thought
in picking up
those fragments
in utilizing
the afterthought
Written by - Mystical Wanderer
yet, an eyebrow burnt
Should I quit
or maybe after this last one
or who knows
it becomes a tattoo
or a lesson
maybe its the thought
of sometime before
in some destructive mind
but it had its peace
in evening breeze
and a mild drizzle
with red sky
yet its an eyebrow burnt
should I call it high
But I can feel the surface
the uneasiness of it
charcoal hard roots
an anxious muse?
but why this indifference
or maybe
too much of a thought
in picking up
those fragments
in utilizing
the afterthought
Written by - Mystical Wanderer
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