I had to delete the photograpthy folder as it reached its size limit.
No worries though, as i opened a new folder, so re-submit to this folder...or not.
I am the Sky and the GroundWe found each other at the top of cloud nine,I am the Sky and the Ground by BackShelfSouvenir
playing me like a peasant, teaching me a lesson about how I could never sip your wine.
Maybe I over watered my lawn…
…or maybe I like being the soaked ground your feet walk on.
I’ll keep evaporating ‘til I’m nothing more than dry soil and weeds…
…or sink slowly into a hole because we know it’s hard to crawl out on empty wants and needs.
We lost each other at the bottom of a catacomb,
playing me like a fiddle in the middle of the flames wherever you roam
Maybe I overfilled my cup…
…or maybe I like being the set of lungs your ocean fills up
I’ll keep swimming ‘til I’m nothing more than food for the sharks…
…or float face down because we know it’s hard to light a wet match and keep the spark.
Woe is MeCountless drawn out rides being run over by an automobile.Woe is Me by BackShelfSouvenir
Swerving, leaking gasoline, tossing a match out of the pneumonia hole.
Came upon a cliff, put the transmission in neutral and watched as the tires roll.
Just want to sink into the deepest part of the sea before you can say “woe is me.”
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