marți, 29 mai 2018

Full moon, fool

I miss the laughter,
the daydreaming,
smiling for nothing,
sending butterflies
over the rainbow

Long days
have long shadows
The air is cloudy,
heavy and selfish,
breathing me in
as I am breathing it out

I am getting better at
surviving the storms.
I am getting better
at surviving.


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