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Far from Perfection
In the field where nothing grew but weeds. I found a flower at my feet, bending there in my direction. I wrapped my hand around it's stem, I pulled until the roots gave in, finding what I have been missing.but I know so I tell myself it's wrong. There's a point we pass from which we can't return.

I felt the cold rain of the coming storm. All because of you, I haven't slept in so long. When I do dream I'm drownin in the ocean, longing for the shore where I can lay my head down. I'll have followed your voice, all you have to do is call it out. Inside my hands these petals browned. Dried up, fallen to the ground but it was already to late now.
I pushed my fingers through the earth, returning the flower to the dirt, so it could live, I walked away. But I know, not a day goes by that I don't feel this burn. There's a point we pass from which we cannot return.

When I do dream I'm drowning in the ocean, longing for the shore where I can lay my head down. inside these arms of yours. All because of you, I believe in angels, not the kind with halos nor wings. The kind that brings you home, when home becomes a strange place. I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out.





 
 
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