Stop speaking ..
Dont come inside;
Out side is pretty ...
Look we're laughing ..
We can play
Draw on sand ... and count
Count pieces of us.
YOU ARE READING
Your Words and Fallen Stars
PoetryThe story of how you found me. Sweeped me away. Opened the doors to my demons saying you'd fight them with me but left me to fight them alone. In an attempt to make me lose myself you made me find it and what hurts is that I always feared it.
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Stop speaking ..
Dont come inside;
Out side is pretty ...
Look we're laughing ..
We can play
Draw on sand ... and count
Count pieces of us.
