no words. just pain. (or climb over the damn ole fence with me)

make me laugh

deep into hope

where all i am

is me

in perfect waves

of perfect spheres

where every laugh

is free

take me on

soft rubbered slide

where all the bends

are gold

and hold me up

holding my sides

in lies so true

and bold

-but while im there-

give me soft grace,

of knowing that

ill fall,

cause life of

unslept, unheld heart –

is no life,

after all.

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