I want what i want
and i want it bad.
Who are you to tell me
that i'm just sad?
I can't believe this is me
how could i come back
to find my heart in a tree
and my soul in the clouds.
Everything i love, lost
in a crowd of ever stirring
doves and sea loves.
To find my hand and teeth
at the bottom of the ocean
to find your thoughts
lost in the motion.
Taylor A. Olson
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