things I have been thinking about

Playground

An epic scream scramming out of the seams,
so it did seem,
that I and not you,
was the miraged dream.
You have always been real-
With your feelings,
with your thoughts.
You have always been there for me.
I have been absent many times,
tardy on us.
I can't get out of the playground of my mind.




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