Ive been reaching for a ledge,
something to get a hold onto,
instead of scraping my raw fingers
against this invisible pit Ive fallen into.
Theres dirt that only I can see,
coating my skin, running clean where
my tears fall.
Im tired of beating at these walls,
tired of pulling on roots,
only to have them come loose
and fall to the bottom again.
Im tired of fighting for what I need.
An exhaustion that cant be slept away.















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And all I could hear was her melodious laughter.
And all I could feel was the whisper of the wind.
And all I could see was an angels smile.
As the heavens painted her wings the color of a rainbow.
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
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"Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you'll land among the stars." -Les Brown
"Neither love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, live well." -Milton
Thanks for reading.
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
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"Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you'll land among the stars." -Les Brown
"Neither love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, live well." -Milton
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
--
"Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you'll land among the stars." -Les Brown
"Neither love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, live well." -Milton
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
--
"Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you'll land among the stars." -Les Brown
"Neither love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, live well." -Milton
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