Thinking today
about times I flung myself
into untested water
And somehow missed the rocks
about days I sleepwalked through
And nights I was alive down to every pore
wondering how they led me here
And the wondering brings me peace
And the wandering brought me home.
2 comments:
I dont' like the way this published. It was supposed to be like a poem, with breaks between the lines. How can I make it publish the way I typed it?
beautifull...even though it came out "wrong"...lol
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