We're fascinated by the words, but where we meet is in the silence behind them.
Monday, December 7, 2015
Cloud Nine
Like words trapped in my mouth breaking my heart.
I speak, but what I say is always wrong. what I do is never right.
Like moving mountains, trying to push for a movement of heart
I always manage to let you down.
Cloud nine,
is just so far
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