Pair of dice isnt paradise

Metal Foot pedals 
And flower pedals. 
Match sticks with heart tempos. 
You get a metal 
Bounces around like cave echos. 
I wont settle 
I ll saddle up. 
Wont paint black on a kettle 
No debts i ll settle up. 
Runnin out of luck. 
But not stuck 
I live in love 
And accept how i wound up. 
In the dumps. 
So the best part is 
Not giving a fuck. 
Where i can erupt 
Oh st helens 
What a cunondrum 
To fall in love. 
Turns out its. 
Harder to fall out of. 
Its said its better to be yourself. 
With the right emotional hygene and radical forgivness. 
Capacity for empathy and understanding and a deep love for family.  uncontrollable passion for your creative abilitys in deep thought. 
Your life turns into a canvas. 
The sense of madness. 
You cant catch this. Not afraid of all the 
Anger and sadness. 
Sometimes problems feel gargantuious. 
In the path of happiness. 
Its arduous. 
The hardest. 
Thing to fix. 
But time goes on in the subtle subdued road 
Walking and watching the future unfold. 
Your story is valid. 
It is meaningful. 
You are a child of the universe. 
And you are beautiful. 
So when you are low bestowed on your present growth. 
Focus on whats in you thats powerful. 
This life is yours. 
You can always take it back. 
Back into the ground. 
Perennial as the grass. 
Translucent as glass. 
Shattered and broken. 
I am better when open. 
Time is fabric stiched together and quilted. 
Flowers die. They get dry and wilted. 
But this is where it gets rebuilt in. 
All the holes that need to get filled in. 
Souls golden seeking the light. 
Long dark nights in candlelights. 
I will not fight 
Conflict resolution. 
I choose the right choices that are condusive 
Proven 
Chosen from the fewest. 
I Stay on course. 
Effortless. Never forced. 
Confidence 
Now do your worst. 
From the first breath of birth. 
I was hurting the worst. 
Doing more than just what works. 
So I found a stress free place 
Where i can use my words. 
A place I can fly. 
Thats closer to the birds. 
I found paradise. 
And a pair of dice. 


Paradise is a pair of dice. 
Roll the advice you get 
And reveal whats right. 
One peal of the slice 
Another shadow fighting the light. 
I file and sharpen my knofe. 
Fear is a device. 
I am just getting a slice. 
But its hard to understand what is the price. 
Of another day 
There is no advise. 
But i am just here to do what is right. 
And every feather i have allows me to fly in to fligt. 

But when the time comes and the your times done. 
Dont run 
Face your fears.

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