April 29, 2010

Day 115 - Repeating


Every single crossing line
Says that I'm fine, say I am fine
Blurring was the first sign
Nothing was mine, nothing is mine

The blue sky hidden away
Not for today, no not today
It is locked in things we couldn't say
Take me away, just let me away

Trees grow strong and tall
After it all, after it all
I ask in every breath and call
How did I fall? Why did I fall?

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