on the phone
across the road
down the hall
i'm just another sillouette
in this world of shadows
but when you
give me a name
my own just for me
you give me form
fill me in with colours
hold me down with weight
tie me to you
and gravity
claim me as your own
some thing called into being
and meaningful
be careful what you call me
not all fairy tales end happily
1 comment:
ok hanacita!
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