Do they think about me when I'm not there?
My friends
The sky o'er their heads
What do they think about me?
If I say this or that
Would they leave me?
If it turns out I'm not enough
Would they leave me?
We are all sunbeams
Hitting the earth
Some of them shine brighter than me
Most of them
Collective beauty and brightness
Will the notice
When I fade out?
Never, never, never Ask me what I write means I don't give the meaning I present a skeleton thought Which you dress up And identify with...
Galloping in the wind A tall stallion His hooves tearing the ground My thoughts caught between them As he unearths them from the dirt...
I'm standing on top of a dam Ready to break through Are you coming? I'm not sure Maybe I will just let The water wash me over
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