night after night

We dance the sorrow

                                                                Forgive me tomorrow I pray

Night after night

Day after day

Would you watch my body weaken

My mind drift away?

having long thoughts , fragile moments..

still don't know how to act..like a brave sailor.

there is a tiny moment between being hopeful and hopeless. not noticiable. hurts. hurts a lot.

the paper boats that i made, don't protect me anymore. secret smiles ? no .

smell of bread ? no. writing about swans ? no. no good.
i wish i just..can live on a tree. eating only sweet things like Dolly Talbo.

my heart isn't like hers. (hers is just pure and childish only fills with love) but i can be happy there.

people breaks my heart.

it is like as if i wrote down my thoughts (straw paper then swallow them down (with no water) .
i lost the magic. lost hope.

listen

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listen♪♫♪

maybe it is much more comfortable to think if i am not belong here. belong to the present.

pretending like if i don't speak their language . it is safe

nicknames . they are safe

looking gently and saying hi and goodmorning to cats. it is safe

my bedroom at night and the idea of seeing my japannese apple tree again . they are safe

mary katherine blackwood finds herself 3 words to make her safer.

i am thinking about finding some for myself.

and i always wanted to take a trip to the moon. maybe settle there. grow a tree . (if i have a tree i could use my hammock you see)...it is good to know that it is also marriecat's dream. i think moon is safe. she thinks that moon is safe.

any secret safe words ?

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it is not so hard to imagine grandma's ivory figurines while they are gossiping and talking about daily life.

maybe it would sound like a soft murmur but it still could amuse you.

just don't expect something like the mad hatter's party.
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i am lately thinking about warhol's universe.
i drew my veins with a glitter pen.
and i baked langues de chat biscuits today.

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say hello to my charlie