Angel Dust
Pressing in around my head
The world seems so intent on shaping me
Molding me and bringing me to life
Trying to squeeze my giant spirit
through such a narrow state of mind
Has nearly choked me to death
There is no template that I fit
I am everywhere
I leave dust trails across the galaxy
Consuming planets and a star
Creating pathways for those who follow
I am infinite and eternal
Jkf
6/12/11
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