andrea bush · Sep 26, 2010
the stories you wanted her to be

whisper the truth
and don’t try to find me
just stay right there where the ground rose up
and swallowed you whole
i promise i will fly away far out to sea
and that girl standing
there
right there
will stay forever
wrapped up in the stories you wanted her to be

 
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