Ferngully.

I think I'm to the point where I don't know if it's a good idea to be friends anymore.

I need a hiatus. Give me some time away. Give me a cold drink.

Give me a fly swatter.

Meditation time.

I hope it has proven exceptional to learn the curves of my body
I hope you’ve taken something from me to hold
I hope I have raised your expectations of life and what it can bring
I hope my gaze has found its way to your mind
           and you see things through my eyes once in a while

I hope you miss me when the darkness brings the quiet around you
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He tides in
My quiet heart stops
He is the better angel of my nature
The devil shaping my imperfection

His greatness is the struggle
He is stunning in that simple disgrace

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