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I was scrolling,

Because my heart keeps on searching
for my everything
Right now it's nothing
but it will turn into something,
if you keep on waiting.


And so I turned my phone off thinking,
why do I keep on writing
about the things that I'm dreaming
or what I'm feeling.
 Jun 2015 Dora Herrmann
falling
wandering hands;
searching for
the unknown,
feeling for
perfect emotion,
wanting to
never
let go.
electricity
pulses through
your veins,
you know
it's right,
it's so
wrong
that it's
*absolutely
right.

— The End —