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Everything waking up in time It all counts down so quickly What does it really mean to be Still treading until I can dive down deep Slowly untangling these threaded vines The time escapes me if I don't make it I used to be trapped under a plastic cap Break it just to run from the past Not trying to be completed or conceited Just come fully as I am The warmth I feel from you is badly needed But I breathe deep so I can give it back Stripped down bare with projections as clothing Fears of judgment and shame reside The honest truth is that I'm still learning Creating space so my truths don't hide
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
Still Learning So My Truths Don't Hide
Everything waking up in time It all counts down so quickly What does it really mean to be Still treading until I can dive down deep Slowly untangling these threaded vines The time escapes me if I don't make it I used to be trapped under a plastic cap Break it just to run from the past Not trying to be completed or conceited Just come fully as I am The warmth I feel from you is badly needed But I breathe deep so I can give it back Stripped down bare with projections as clothing Fears of judgment and shame reside The honest truth is that I'm still learning Creating space so my truths don't hide
the-jolteon
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
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