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Fri 19 Apr, 2019 03:07 pm
This is a poem:
Vulnerability
Does the word scare you?
Shake your head all you want-
even children are frightened of it
Why else do monsters under the bed terrify them?
Well, you say, it's a monster
it's meant to be scary
But why conjure it up in the first place
unless the real fear is the vulnerability
that sleep brings.
And this is a song: (first verse, post chorus, chorus, in that order)
Might have been a rose but you let me die
Might have seen the end but you made me stop
All the other ones got to see it through
Me, I sit at the bottom like it's the
top
And i can just hope
that one day I'll break free of your chains
All i can do is know
that one day there'll be a change
So watch for it do yourself a favor watch for it
It'll come when you least expect it
And until I'm ready to act on my words
I'll keep playing with your mind
Till i come I'll wait on cloud nine
Till i come I'll wait on cloud nine