Sometimes

I wish you could say " I'm here "
instead of " I wanna be there "

Gravity

I feel the world spin recklessly out of my grasp, 

I feel control slip through my fingertips, 

like spun silk, 

caress my hazy cobwebby memories, 

But I still sight the beacon, 

And I'll hold on 

For you're the force that keeps me rooted, 

My gravity in a weightless miasma ... 

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