It wasn’t me,

I didn’t understand my thoughts but I loved you, 

Under this dark cold sky I sit.

Watching this flickering sky ,

I await the rain.

To cover me, maybe wash away my thoughts

My brain floods.

How, how did they get here?

I should embrace you?

And then what?

I smile to the heavens 

They whisper, it is well.

Alone, on this hill I did rather sit, and talk to Myself and you.

In this windy, little heaven of mine.

I find solace.


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