Safety

lalalalaaaaaaaalalalalaaaaaaaa Posts: 2,445
edited August 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Laughs in the distance,
they run away.
In the forrest,
there's no smiles,
only trees
to tell me I'm small.

These things I think,
always the same...
Expressed so vividly
only in my head.
That makes them mine,
and keeps you free.
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