Spreading
Cracking
Growing
Pulsing
Slowly, breathe
Into me.
I am not the earth nor air you live on, but the pain you drink
Sorry but I can’t help myself.
If I were one inside instead
I would take it all back
Out
The raindrops tumble slowly,
Dripping off your weathered skin,
Winter is coming,
I’ll never again
See the words you softly spin
Peaceful
I am not the earth you live on, but the tears that fall
Slowly
Upon your leaves.
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 11:25 AM UTC
Spreading
Cracking
Growing
Pulsing
Slowly, breathe
Into me.
I am not the earth nor air you live on, but the pain you drink
Sorry but I can’t help myself.
If I were one inside instead
I would take it all back
Out
The raindrops tumble slowly,
Dripping off your weathered skin,
Winter is coming,
I’ll never again
See the words you softly spin
Peaceful
I am not the earth you live on, but the tears that fall
Slowly
Upon your leaves.
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