My fluttering friends are back again, Deepen in the pit of my stomach.
Some are flying in packs, some are moving all around up and down they go.
Some how they make there way up to my throat were I get all coked and its
every time I see you.
I turn my head so you can not see them shooting out
Like moving fast stars from my mouth,
They surround me and all I hear is the sound of their wings
BIZ, BIZ and see all the different colors. I'm so consumed by
Them I can not see , suddenly my feet no long touched the floor,
Slowly there moving me, where I dont know.
I'm lost in this feeling I feel myself changing
They broke me out of my cocoon and my inner
Beauty was showing, scattering away they leave
Me right in found of you, This time no coking!!!!
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