call the deep wind and marvel at its presence
within hear the longing
embrace the calmness
indulge in the liberty
speak and you can be heard.
Tuesday, September 23
but I'm lost
I am a lost girl
I can smell your scent, I do
But how do I get to you
Where do I go from here
I am a lost girl
Drunk and yet sober at the same time
Dreaming of your touch
Yet trying to get away from your grasp
Where do I go from here
I want you to find me
But I close my eyes and think again
Maybe I don't want to be found
Where do I go from here
The roads are endless
I don't know where this will lead
But I think I want to get away
From you, from this, from us
But I'm lost.
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