To feel so empty
Oh touch me
to see if I'm alive
I need to create a world
need to lie in revelry
where art knows no bounds
where leaves hang like poetry
So kiss me
We will be safe there
Now we're floating
on seas made of thread,
made of raindrops,
made of tears,
you made me your own
on this beautiful island
We will be safe here
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Feeling lost, fascinated, creative, frustrated, bewildered, full of ideas but no one to hear them, alone, & lost again.
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