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Fruits of over-thoughtfulness and secret espers
“Fruits of over-thoughtfulness”
Even to my best of friends,
I couldn't talk.
Because of the thought,
They might;
Walk,
While I sulk.
I rather stitch My mouth,
Than to disturb,
the only person, I want
To converse with.
I am not solo,
Have solitude got my
Back, when tired;
As all my plans got,
back-fired.
What if all my companions...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:48 pm
Butterflies -- 07/2015
What is this?
A flip. A flop.
A rustle of the feathers
Its all bringing back memories
Better times
Better places
Oh, but look at that face!
Heart beating faster
Pitter. Patter.
Quick! Look away!
Don't catch that gaze
It's written all over your face
Play it cool
Don't be a fool
Raise that gate
Shh! Wait....
What is that knocking....
It's fate.
Sunday 1st November 2015 3:08 pm
Nervous -- 07/2015
Sitting
Waiting
Thinking
Flaking
Run until you can't stop
Go before your bubble pops
Breathe
Relax
Short and deep
How can this be?
Shush!
Just wait and see
Nice and easy
One step at a time
It'll all be fine
Sitting
Waiting
Thinking
Staying
Sunday 1st November 2015 3:05 pm
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