gleams of sunshine
sprinkle divinity upon my eyelashes
cement under my body-
a solid launchpad
clear divisions of shadow and light
brisk air fills my lungs and
makes me free
(freedom is all you strive for
when you’re a slave to expectations)
Feb 6, 2012
Feb 6, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
gleams of sunshine
sprinkle divinity upon my eyelashes
cement under my body-
a solid launchpad
clear divisions of shadow and light
brisk air fills my lungs and
makes me free
(freedom is all you strive for
when you’re a slave to expectations)
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