Cool Like A Laser

She's cool like a laser
Don't try to eraser 
Heavenly quirk
It really won't work,

Just much true too fast for your think
Missing her runway if you blink 
Leaving vapor trails and unopened mails past
Present and future never opens fast

You fool yourself follow a shadow of smoke
Burning engines chiming sonic jet blue
Just blasts bye true fast just too much too true
Mushrooms mock tomorrow the circles have spoke


Mercury thread tracer
needle fine where angels twine
Wings around you, face her
Don't try to eraser
Heavenly quirk
She's cool like a laser
It really won't work.



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-03-08 at 02:05

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