Your eyes are eclipses
On the other side
Your face radiating this light
When you’re young you’re young
And stupid sometimes
I found you
But what matters
On the edge of my shoes
You try to find a second
Belonging to someone
But who else can tell me
To be me
To be free
To find myself
Amongst the leaves
marielle 01-17
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Author:
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