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Jumping The Gun
Just because I've learnt to swim underwater,
Doesn't mean I can live without breathing.
Just because I can walk on the surface,
Doesn't mean I can't slip and start sinking.
If I don't look in the mirror,
Doesn't mean my face has changed.
If I start at the beginning,
Still I have to reach the end.
Just because there is a meaning
Doesn't mean I understand (or know it).
Just because the...
Sunday 30th May 2021 2:37 pm
Where Are You Now?
Are you sleeping in my bed, tonight?
I know you're with my friends,
But that's alright.
There's a message I would send
If I could find you.
But you're more than lost to me,
You're hiding.
Are you curious about my life?
I know it's very late,
And you are tired.
There's something you should know
If you wanted.
But you're probably too far out
To hear me.
Are you angry, about how...
Saturday 29th May 2021 7:46 am
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