5 mar 2016


I would let you in if you wanted to
explore the wood I’m living in,
but your dramas leave a shadow
huge and thick, no place within

for my heart, speechless and tired;
you can’t see me if you can’t see inside.
You still look for a burrow to hide -
I run out of air when I run at your side.

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