Maybe
If the light shines bright enough
I can see all.
And when all is ok
I will come out
Of this shell of a body.
Will there be a place for me
A place where I can breath
And
Maybe
Waiting for me,
Will be a million daisies
Or a thousand daffodils
But not a single rose
For roses are to strong
Of
A
Feeling
Light will shine on my skin
The warmth of it's soft kiss with burn
My shedding skin
Away
Leaving me raw,
And okay
But for now
Here I stay
Trapped in a rubber world
And beauty astray
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
Maybe
If the light shines bright enough
I can see all.
And when all is ok
I will come out
Of this shell of a body.
Will there be a place for me
A place where I can breath
And
Maybe
Waiting for me,
Will be a million daisies
Or a thousand daffodils
But not a single rose
For roses are to strong
Of
A
Feeling
Light will shine on my skin
The warmth of it's soft kiss with burn
My shedding skin
Away
Leaving me raw,
And okay
But for now
Here I stay
Trapped in a rubber world
And beauty astray
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