Become a Mass of Light and Shadow,
colors and grey
let me sleep there in it,
let me lose my form
Lie on the ground like you have a choice
like you might have stood otherwise
Like you are strong enough to carry
the weight of the sky
On your shoulders there, slender, imperfect
when in reality a breath of wind would fell you
easily
a slender beast before rainclouds
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC
Become a Mass of Light and Shadow,
colors and grey
let me sleep there in it,
let me lose my form
Lie on the ground like you have a choice
like you might have stood otherwise
Like you are strong enough to carry
the weight of the sky
On your shoulders there, slender, imperfect
when in reality a breath of wind would fell you
easily
a slender beast before rainclouds
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