May 2016
we all just want to be a part*
of something bigger
nor the fallen the ashes
cascading from friendships
nor the empty beat
swelling from the headset
nor the refusal of a friendly nod
recognition lost behind the mirror
of obscurity
bending over the river bed
I will know the world one day
and I will keep in running
for that bigger place
*where I can stay and call my home
of something bigger
nor the fallen the ashes
cascading from friendships
nor the empty beat
swelling from the headset
nor the refusal of a friendly nod
recognition lost behind the mirror
of obscurity
bending over the river bed
I will know the world one day
and I will keep in running
for that bigger place
*where I can stay and call my home
(24/F/USA)
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