I keep running from nothing, struggling never to sink...
reminds me of a sometimes re-occuring nightmare I used to have... where I'm running and running and the floor is made of boards that I'm so afraid are going to come apart and I'll fall through, or get my foot caught...
that was beautifully written (your poem, not my nightmare) there's so many things I could say about it... just go line by line and explain to you what I think you mean, but I don't think I should do that.
I should get a few more gold stars for sharing so much lately... <3
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reminds me of a sometimes re-occuring nightmare I used to have... where I'm running and running and the floor is made of boards that I'm so afraid are going to come apart and I'll fall through, or get my foot caught...
that was beautifully written (your poem, not my nightmare) there's so many things I could say about it... just go line by line and explain to you what I think you mean, but I don't think I should do that.
I should get a few more gold stars for sharing so much lately... <3
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