Monday, April 03, 2006


Watch me as I move away from all of the people
I carry around with me
You, my rusted anchors
My suffocating blankets

You ground me
And hold me
With good intention

You can only stay in one place for so long
But first I must untangle myself
From keeping them away
And keeping them
So that they can keep me
As I pretend to want to leave

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