I was about to leave you but you call
I was about to forget you but you remind me again
I was about to close my eyes but you make noise
I was about to sleep but you wake me up
I was about to shut my mouth but you persist listening
I was about to run but you close the door
I was about to fly but you catch me with the rope, tied me with the arms, hold me with the hands, and make me feel warm
I was about to be strong...
and I'm sure I will..
Regulating the (yet) Unregulable?
1 year ago
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