I'll hang on, everyone will free fall.
Arms wide and laughing.
Whipping winds and messy hair.
It may ache to cling.
But they will shatter on impact
Tiny pieces everywhere.
And my muscles will gain strength.
I'll look down for the graveyard
And see a mosaic.
Just me. Getting lost in myself.
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- Elaine.
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- Midnight much worry in a little room. Strike a match and time is burning toward you. --Virgil
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