| Poem 3 | |
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| I have a square sticker on my laptop. We can’t live without the air. All the small insects live underground. The light felt heavy. My body left in the dark room. The water trickled down my cheek. I'm running to my dreams. I will hand it to you one day. Then I'll let you leave my mind. . . . . . |
When I look around me, all I see are shapes. Blow blow the atrium wind. All the rooms are waiting for the twilight moon. My heart felt big. My tear is in the corner of my eye And I let my long legs walk out of your life. Tripping over stones. Let’s draw circles before leaving. . . |