weightless
painful paperweight
stones are sinking in my soul
so i don't fly away
crawl into the sea
and wait for the water
to surround me
sit back and wonder
if everyone had a peice of twine
how did your string
get wrapped up in mine
i feel so heavy
but but somehow still floating
my heart is sinking
why aren't I
This poem is about:
Me
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