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Feathers
Falling feathers
Lightly grasp the breeze
Thrown around mesmerizing
Falling lullaby gentle gone
From afar I feel
A ravenous rise in pressure
A tornado of emotions
Turning feathers to razors
Tearing and slicing
Cutting me to pieces
My everything inside out
Nothing hidden all to view
I’m the me you never knew
The one I wouldn’t show
And as I look at you
I open my eyes
Awoken from slumber
In a room void of you
A fan for white noise
Feathered pillows for comfort
A dream again
What could have been
What never was
I miss you
Lightly grasp the breeze
Thrown around mesmerizing
Falling lullaby gentle gone
From afar I feel
A ravenous rise in pressure
A tornado of emotions
Turning feathers to razors
Tearing and slicing
Cutting me to pieces
My everything inside out
Nothing hidden all to view
I’m the me you never knew
The one I wouldn’t show
And as I look at you
I open my eyes
Awoken from slumber
In a room void of you
A fan for white noise
Feathered pillows for comfort
A dream again
What could have been
What never was
I miss you
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