Loaded Spring


Loaded Spring

Such madness is, a loaded spring
Compressed with love, that might have been
I do not like, it way down here
This darkness is, my ruling fear
I long to be, in the sunlight
And race the clouds, within the night
Who will rescue, me from this place
And seal a smile, upon my face
But now my thoughts, begin to swing
Such madness is, a loaded spring
© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2018  Expression #210 20.7.18 

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