There was a twinge of jealousy,
a feeling I’m not entirely familiar with,
when he said what the trade was.
I don’t know if I was jealous of her..
or that it would never be me..
or that I may never have something like that of my own.
I am the trees that bend with the wind The tide that breaks at the shore on a cool night When you look up at the night sky and see stars...
Suicidal ideations Thirty seconds is enough to create the notion Where’s the darkest place your mind can go Time overlooks you...
Breath in, watch the grounding energy flow through you Breath out, feel the old stagnant emotions leave you Feel the earth under your...
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