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Randomly Thinking at Lunch Time
My soul is tired.
My eyes just want to close.
I find myself on a journey.
Yet again steadily into the unknown.
Every sound makes my skin jump.
Every tear stains my once straight collar.
I walk exhausted and blind.
Inside I want to hide.
But as always I somehow smile.
Telling secrets to set myself free.
Only finding it hard to deal.face.function.
Living in a world that sometimes I wish....
Not to own.
My bones ache with desire to rest.
My mind says keep going.
Shadows and fears keep my heart-
Racing.Beating.Feeling.Running.Dying to see warmth.
-Kesha
