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Feb 2016
tear into the falling night
fasten the day
without a single painful tear
push those memories far away
fast sinking, the glistening forever sky
waning in the dying light
trample of feet
in tall green grass
the soft haze, I love to feel
as everything soften
elbows swing and air bellow
past my ears, like those years
I spent listening, misery
but now those melodies
don't tune with me anymore
and hearts pace
as this band of youth
with stories to tell
and shoulders to sleep
simply decide to race
against the dying day
wanting to get away
Thank you, friends, for occupying the numbness and giving me remarkable memories I can cherish forever. Let's just try not to pet the goats again...
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
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