Title:  Forest underneath

Author:   yerdusk
Category:   Thoughts
Keywords:  forest

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Yes they cry, even though that I am dry.
It's the cynical completeness which disrupts me,
the agonizing peace and freedom.
I am not free, so they shut, they block me!

So I lay my thoughts astray and wait on you to emerge from clear trees of green and then..

So many feathers slowly fall and shrink,
I don't fear the ground, yet somehow I delay.
Would be nice to find a middle!
However it's only the end I hear you say.

So I lay my thoughts astray and wait on you to emerge from clear trees of green and then..

It builds up, this unknown strength,
Though negative and unsatisfying.
enough with this horizon, let's land!
My wings corrupt and are disgusted from flying.

So I lay my thoughts astray and wait on you to emerge from clear trees of green and then..

I'm not a bird you know..
I just want to accept and to float.
Sounds and flavors, scents and visions.
Why do you hurt, and dart my throat.

then..

.. then I say:
Please let me sync in the middle of this beautiful forest.

I promise I will stay.









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