I want to be the words that flow from your mouth
and the unused syllables that run under the skin of those
who say much about me
but little to me;
I want to be the vibrations that flow through the blood
of a warrior who lost the one that they loved or the prince
who found his Cinderella through a starry eyed beggar;
you see,
I want to be every word that wasn't even thought about
and every sentence that was paraphrased or reworded time and time again.
I want to be things that aren't things until they come alive.
because what about those thoughts? huh?
where do the thoughts which were never unsought go?
Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 8:53 PM UTC
I want to be the words that flow from your mouth
and the unused syllables that run under the skin of those
who say much about me
but little to me;
I want to be the vibrations that flow through the blood
of a warrior who lost the one that they loved or the prince
who found his Cinderella through a starry eyed beggar;
you see,
I want to be every word that wasn't even thought about
and every sentence that was paraphrased or reworded time and time again.
I want to be things that aren't things until they come alive.
because what about those thoughts? huh?
where do the thoughts which were never unsought go?
hihi.
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