Time
It is so spacious
And I cannot help feeling…
…I feel welcome
Like hundred arms open to me
And I want to stay
Still time moves
Still I want everything to be still
I motion
I cannot explain
My mind will not reveal
It is chill yet warm
I feel the awkwardness hit my spine
Chill fill my back and hair spike
Frill to this, frill to life
I spoke
Silent I, sound can’t be heard
My heart pound
I cannot hear
I feel it pound
I’m filled with fear
My skin glow
Golden, perfect brown
And tiny diamonds appear
Sole site
Sole I
I am under the sky
About Me
- EOU
- Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world
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