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little steps, they bring me backward. By little steps the moments we absorb slowly pad to the back of my mind – -nobody sees the windows are blurry. They tamper with the lock on the door like thieves. But why? It is so cold outside – keep it closed. I fear strangers – they bloom everywhere (here and there) And I want to stay home forever. The world’s name I have lost the tongue is foreign to me. What did I call you? this heart has extra strings why do I care? And the mind deceives – where did everyone go? I thought I locked the door – click. little steps, they bring me backward they bring me backward home?
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
litte steps
little steps, they bring me backward. By little steps the moments we absorb slowly pad to the back of my mind – -nobody sees the windows are blurry. They tamper with the lock on the door like thieves. But why? It is so cold outside – keep it closed. I fear strangers – they bloom everywhere (here and there) And I want to stay home forever. The world’s name I have lost the tongue is foreign to me. What did I call you? this heart has extra strings why do I care? And the mind deceives – where did everyone go? I thought I locked the door – click. little steps, they bring me backward they bring me backward home?
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In the Woods
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
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