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Nov 2013
I’ve got angels in my bed tonight
And although the streets won’t keep me warm
I know they will remain beside me
To rock me from the dark seas of grief
and mountains of wonder
And together down Destiny’s tunnels we’ll plunder
Like laundry down a chute
All forgotten and worn
But when we break to the other side
We’ll surely be reborn
And we will storm
With rebellious writing
And electric blue hair
And all of the worry
And all of the care
Don’t tell me you’re different
When we share the same core
We both beat unsteady
And our mother’s both bore.
Tell me,
next time you look across the oxygen and see hundreds of little lights flickering dim
Will you feel me there with you?
Or will I just float past your wind.
You never know,
Each solitary soul
Might just be your one ticket home.
Cara Grace
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Cara Grace
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