Is it a mystical force
Within me
That shuts the streetlight down
As I pass beneath?
That quiets the crickets
As I stride by
At this ridiculous time of day?
Such silly girlhood notions
To imagine I posses that kind of power
And I thought those childhood fantasies
Were evacuated
Must be hiding away from the darkness
Behind my spleen
Undectable to me.
Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
Is it a mystical force
Within me
That shuts the streetlight down
As I pass beneath?
That quiets the crickets
As I stride by
At this ridiculous time of day?
Such silly girlhood notions
To imagine I posses that kind of power
And I thought those childhood fantasies
Were evacuated
Must be hiding away from the darkness
Behind my spleen
Undectable to me.
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