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Aug 2012
Come on.
Please, don’t be afraid to fall.
I want to run with you.

I love your life -
stung stained with pain,
and your heart full of insecurities.
You’ve got nothing to lose
but everything.
But your things ain’t much.

I want to leap over valleys,
walk a tight-rope over the swamp
of alligators.
But I want to do it with you.

You are the one
whom I had to rescue from that creep at a club,
who stayed with me all night talking,
came over when I got a bad haircut.

You know my deepest secrets
and I, yours.
I trust you with my life.
I think you’re extraordinary even when no-one else sees it.

You’re one of a kind.

I want to jump over fences and hop on a train.
But don’t want to leave you behind.

Ditch the *******.
You can never leave here with that baggage.

Bound.

Let’s be unsafe and not think about tomorrow.
New things and people await.
This world is bigger than your
five-dollar train ride.

Your mind isn’t satisfied,
you told me.
And it will never be, here.
Not with these, and these people.

See something new.
See if you like it.

Let’s have fun and pain and everything this little world has
to offer.

Taste the rainbow
but not from a bag of skittles.
My heart’s ready to burst.
And I can feel yours too.

Let’s leave.
Finn Schiele
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