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The sky fills me with wonder
Even though science has taught me
That it is made of chemicals and gasses
My heart and childhood
Still long to hope
The clouds are candy floss
And that faries control the weather
But suddenly
Reality pores over me
Like hot water from a shower
It washes all the hope and wonder out of me
Like shampoo
And yet again I am left
Staring at the dull green leaves
That dangle from the matured, weaving branches
Of monotonous, aged trees
Deceived by my own imagination
I leap, spiral and run
To a place where I am myself
The ever so familiar scent of tree and purfume
Mix in my lungs
My taste buds yearning for more
Like a kiss of cocaine
I am addicted to the walls
Doors
Floors
Bedrooms
Bathroom
Kitchen
The laughter, infectious
The love, warm
Never leave
For I will be lost without you.
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Poetry 米＾－＾米
PoetryA collection of poems in my phone memos and stuff that randomly comes out of my brain at 1am
