Come life
Butterfly fill up with blood
Come soak up this lifeless pool
Take my wings and legs and tie up hair back
Take my hands
Pull me behind you so that there are parts of the journey i only see through blurred eyes and half felt meaning
But there are moments the sun is beating down on the garden path
Everything seems so endless, but it is just such a small thing.
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