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today today, what about today? tomorrow tomorrow, drenched in heartbreak or sorrow? tonight tonight, my phone rings softly and i see the light. sowing in the earth resists grinding rocks bloodied fists who knows how many hearts have tried narrow fields stitched with pride rage or passion seeds do grow setting out across the snow winter passed, spring anew i wander alone so do you we greet and hold hands so tight lovers by morning starry-eyed nights echoes we recall a summer it came morning called you whispered my name deep and melodic the back of your throat inside of a capsule we scribe you drove heavy weight fibers of news do you know how i write about you i cringe and quake missing the turn your steering quicker than my ability to learn damaged and broken my rims are all bent seedlings of hope washed away and spent flying from above like a diving demand your hand reaches out it carries the sand a tiny piece of earth you watch from so high my drowning demands my inability to pry barking i save for the hollows of night the moon a virginal witness my massive plight when will you set when will we grow seedlings we scattered so long ago some days there is green if i glimpse in the light the turn of your hand from softness to right empty shells some no blooms they will deliver but nothing is certain not in the cold winter my body the forest my heart the sky your love the earth through my simple mind’s eye wind me up set me down please just don’t let these seeds die in the ground
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
seedlings and the ground they cover
today today, what about today? tomorrow tomorrow, drenched in heartbreak or sorrow? tonight tonight, my phone rings softly and i see the light. sowing in the earth resists grinding rocks bloodied fists who knows how many hearts have tried narrow fields stitched with pride rage or passion seeds do grow setting out across the snow winter passed, spring anew i wander alone so do you we greet and hold hands so tight lovers by morning starry-eyed nights echoes we recall a summer it came morning called you whispered my name deep and melodic the back of your throat inside of a capsule we scribe you drove heavy weight fibers of news do you know how i write about you i cringe and quake missing the turn your steering quicker than my ability to learn damaged and broken my rims are all bent seedlings of hope washed away and spent flying from above like a diving demand your hand reaches out it carries the sand a tiny piece of earth you watch from so high my drowning demands my inability to pry barking i save for the hollows of night the moon a virginal witness my massive plight when will you set when will we grow seedlings we scattered so long ago some days there is green if i glimpse in the light the turn of your hand from softness to right empty shells some no blooms they will deliver but nothing is certain not in the cold winter my body the forest my heart the sky your love the earth through my simple mind’s eye wind me up set me down please just don’t let these seeds die in the ground
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
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