dry my eyes so i won't show
13.9.10
Graceful in the shadows of your jealousy. I go through the forest every day, just to hear them talk and sing. I tend to climb up the tree and just sit there for hours. Suddenly i'm in my room. I can't sleep, i can't sit. I stand while filling my soul with things i have never felt before. Often i'm reaching out of the window to catch the last breathe, but then always comes the next one, so i eventually give up. I move around and my hands clap all the time. I fall. And tears make their way down my face. Savior comes and whispers in my ear: you should go home. Now, honey.
And i'm in perfect shape again. But only for a few days, when everything repeats.
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