I can feel my pulse rising
Vocal chords, and heart dividing
So many things that want to engulf me
But I'm not sure which mouth to jump in
Your heart left you along with your mind
My part is to help you unwind
Everything that comes undone now
I'll replace your soul with a sound
Which way, up, down, side, back inside
Erasing yourself, just so you can hide
Mother told me to be what I am
My foothold on life is nothing but sand
Chemicals balancing on a string
Give it a tug, they'll all fall into me
Hoping that you're just my imagination
I think I'm falling down, please hold my hand
Your heart left you along with your mind
My part is to help you unwind
Everything that comes undone now
I'll replace your soul with a sound
Which way, up, down, side, back inside
Erasing yourself, just so you can hide
Mother told me to be what I am
My foothold on life is nothing but sand
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A LITTLE GIRL CRIES
A little girl cries as she sits alone on the edge of her bed,
So perfectly made in her room so neat and
Moisture dropping upon my cheeks
My soul releasing
Clear droplets like the morning dew
Glistening on an aspen tree
Tears are
Tears
There it is again,
the unavoidable burning in my throat
that signals the trapped emotions of tears wanting to escape.
Quietly they fall, disturbing nothing.
No trace left behind as they vanish.
Yet their existence holds so much.
A clear morsel
Prettiness has dashed him awake
He has become nothing next to her power
Lost in his scattered tears
She has taken her stand
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