let life be, by pat
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Lips
I am seeing them
In my head
I'm swimming in this
inner resting colors
blues and greens
a pillow squeezed
between my hands
and face it
places will be
able to be
possible
I'm not so full
I'm operating
out of key
but balancing
between the rests
beneath my chest
a bleeding beating
thumper thing
four in at best
a stable test
tickle my neck
with teeth a tongue
I'm young except
I'm almost not but
fun to some
that know me best
believe, the rest
they think I'm crazy
crazy thoughts
and misbehaving
ways
the way I want to be
the haunting things
are passing
tasks are done
and tasks will come on
let it be
relieve the stress
unleash the rest
and let life be
aware of fear, but distant
fixate on
what makes us different
dictate self control
your mind is beauty
full of light |
Posted: 2014-07-29 23:19:32 UTC |
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