I am

i have enjoyed my stay
in your reality
but i long to be home
alone, to hear my
own voice again

i am filled with
everything that
is not me
i need to wash
away all these
words that do
not belong to me

to hear my own
soft noise in
the still of the night
i am the only place
i have ever belonged

the quiet
corner of solitude
the grace of my strength
the ageless dreams
of my mind

i am the fairytale
a beautiful mess
in a sexy black dress
coming to save myself
the sun and moon
of my own damn
happily ever after

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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