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Nonchanantly my heart taps,

My breath cascades up.

Eyes futile search for a map,

Some form of navagation there.

My breath chasing scarce air.

Floating amidst eery calm

Neither cold nor warm.

My mind dances with the nothingness

Tangling and entwining itself in the mess.

The momentary rain aluding feeling,

Pretending for a second to have meaning.

My sanity inside me slowly seething...

I wait pateintly to leave this part of my mind-

To slip back into place and fall back behind,

To go back to feeling emotions of any kind...

Sweet little girl dancing in my head.

Its time for you to go back to bed...

Hush now and stop your dance,

Return to your melodic trance.