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Who am I? Woke up and left the person I’d been, lying in a room I don’t want to cry in- Can I run at a speed that tears tears from cheeks, dispersing them into air like explosive seeds, saplings birthing from different needs, three people in one bead: My silence has a time bomb. I’ll have to speak or in madness, I'll squeak. Lies have numbed me; In frozen ice entrapped, waiting to be dropped into liquid: I’ll melt, into something Moreover, sometimes I’m crushed and find myself lower Man in an ice tray, where cold air is warmer. If I had to be born again, could I not have regained the body of Bird? Weak or strong, flying faster than legs -   I'll move from one person to treason- the body is ageing, soul travels through thousands places and lifetimes, ovr' lands of lies.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
when liars fly
Who am I? Woke up and left the person I’d been, lying in a room I don’t want to cry in- Can I run at a speed that tears tears from cheeks, dispersing them into air like explosive seeds, saplings birthing from different needs, three people in one bead: My silence has a time bomb. I’ll have to speak or in madness, I'll squeak. Lies have numbed me; In frozen ice entrapped, waiting to be dropped into liquid: I’ll melt, into something Moreover, sometimes I’m crushed and find myself lower Man in an ice tray, where cold air is warmer. If I had to be born again, could I not have regained the body of Bird? Weak or strong, flying faster than legs -   I'll move from one person to treason- the body is ageing, soul travels through thousands places and lifetimes, ovr' lands of lies.
ysabelklara
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
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