Wait A Minute
A poem based off of the song “Wait a Minute” by Willow Smith I lost myself in the Solar Plexus Searching for reality I left my consciousness in the sixth […]
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A poem based off of the song “Wait a Minute” by Willow Smith I lost myself in the Solar Plexus Searching for reality I left my consciousness in the sixth […]
A poem based off of the song “Wait a Minute” by Willow Smith
I lost myself in the Solar Plexus
Searching for reality
I left my consciousness in the sixth dimension
Searching for the truth
My sacral chakra is turning blue
After years of neglect I’ve moved to the root
Climbing up the latter hear I am
Stuck in your third eye
Hold on wait a minute
I think I just died
So now I’m just floating
Through the atmospheres
Looking for something to dry your tears
I’m not dead yet but feel this warm honey flowing
You’re overthinking it baby just take it slow
Your female energy makes me explode
Ahh shit there goes my lymph node