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Big City, Little Girl

My parachute eyes

Holes in the middle

I'm falling much faster

Than I thought

And I hope the ground

Is soft

This unimaginable big

When I am so little

A lightning strike

And I am gone before

I've even said yes

But here there is no room

For "I guess"

I find my feet aching

For new streets

Eyes searching

For new sights

Though heart is heavy and still

A stone

So here I leave you, heart

For wherever you are is home

The rest of me goes on

Final destination unknown

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Written by
sarah-kahl
American
Published
Sep 13, 2014
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