a defense mechanism?
I need to go away
a call for help?
Come here I need you
The little airplane turns orange
And out goes my service
like a broken light
Get away from me
I don't want you
Leave me alone!
But don't forget to come back
I want to fly, fly away
But come back soon
I don't want to leave
But I can't stay
So I'll just isolate and ignore
Because being here really is a bore
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surviving the storm
ПоэзияA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days