Jesus, I be lifted higher Higher, higher Be lifted higher Even though we are not the same Different ways And we walk on different path Different road I just copied that from somewhere But it matches With the notes And be as one Holding each other's hand in gratitude Jesus, my arm is not that long My mind is not that strong I still have a picture of you on my phone At night I delete it The morning after I find you again It is the lost children's song, it has no end I can't hear you when I practice on bath I can't feel you when the water fills me up Magdalene would not come It is Natalia It is Natalia Now you know who you are Pictures of daisies on the front page The blond, long hair Ensnare my neck, my legs, even the chest Heart not beating, it is quiet Is it a candle or a sun? It just burns The dark is casted away But you say, dim the light because it helps How could I not be your migraine? Different gem pierced on your heart forever Not really forever, just feels like it The wounds never be healed Seven lied that I would make a good healer These hands are full of barb wire Colored red of the blood or is it just corroded- I dare not touch, I dare not move It would hurt, it would hurt not you, don't you think I care Like the sword it is two edged I need to sharpen my teeth for the most I could do is biting my thigh I am a baby trapped in the physique of an adolescent I don't know I must praise you And that it's you who is being lifted higher My ****** friend says There are a dozen or two; At two I remember you Still waiting at that cafe? It is not me whom you are waiting for I shouldn't have waited for seventeen years to come It could have been a coincidence It could have been real It could Not Be possible and cannot ever be We do not have the bridge Ran out of concrete It reminds me of Tanabata The kind of one sided Tanabata Today when I see the stars I would cry