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Apr 2014 · 317
the forrest
Sydney martinez Apr 2014
The Forrest which I live in
which I live with
which I lay with at night. Holds me tight
and comforts me when I scream at night
When the day is early and quite bright
all my insecurities and anxieties, shine extremely bright.
Yet still,
there is a love over me.
the nature of this beast will love even least of me
I've found a nature
a Forrest
Just for me
a niche
a place where my littlest movements are very me.
and yours are you.
far from existence is where I will be while the rest of the world spins from sanity
ill be here in the trees
with my forrest kitty

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