it's you
things have been blurry as of late. certain things i should consider poison - i don't.
a jealous rage, fists of metal, burning in my heart.... other times, though, contentment rests her head on my shoulder. umbrellas turning skeleton side first in the wind - but back to normal.
except, what if i don't ever get back to normal.
the sun hides my true face - it has to be gray before i ((anyone)) glimmer.
posted by erica*ann @ 11:28 PM
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my high-five didn't come out right. it was supposed to be a poem. so here it is, line breaks and all.
you are such an awesome warrior.
the way you swing your sword
and slay all those awesome dragons,
makes me smile with joy
and want to eat lots of pies because i finally feel safe.
and only a little bit sad
that you just killed an awesome dragon.
darrrrgh!
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