Gaining One

North star

Bring luck

Call the nurse i'm dropping in anchor

Making stops at the pass

Caught in the mix of the two with an offer

Left with three times the guilt

Please don't decide to roll your eyes

I'm speaking from my heart

She bought a book and now she's

Reading much more into things

Dear searched and found now little

Hanging on your every word(purchased more than gained at will)

Please don't decide to roll your eyes

I'm speaking from my heart

Littles known of the heart breaking silence

Causing loss before peals

Jerking through the sidewinding admission

And gathered berries in bed

Take it i left it

Slipped and stored in vein

Held by the mischief

With one still left to blame

A flow, a flow in store

Left with an angel

Until the sirens rang.