Are there limits on souls
It all has bounds doesn't it
we can fail you know
we can dream or we can do
Asteroids have a habit of shattering dreams
you know
Our Reptilian masters dreams
where shattered in a shower of crystal
Yet we dance and smoke the days always
Ours souls basking in the glory
horror, smiles and tear of life and death
We dance on a spring trap
as we paint the sunsets read
do we paint a target on our
frolicking backs
is anyone putting limits on our souls
but our selves?
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