powerful reach

You clearly don’t see me…

Swift through the breeze, I fade into the wind.. No weight to your world I hold no pretense.. The words I utter create no suspense.. No plot to my story, dilapidated to begin.. Where is my coveted protection? Your loving affection? Vision to your world all appears in pretend.. How could I fall once again? Deprived.. Deprived, such a desolate feeling.. You hurt me so, my spirit needs healing.

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