Quite please

 

Where was the day?

didn't seem that far away?
was it important anyway?

 had plans to change
didn't start anything

given up on giving in but also given up on starting anew
 I ask the dark as it's waiting for light. the day is too busy breaking the night.

it's time maybe to just give out.
to try and begin is the end of the start of starting again.
rain and sun earth and air
where I go from now I couldn't care.I think I'll just give up my space for you to replace.
its nothing new the old is past down and the new is found.
without me there is still you. but without you there is no new

~x~

 

 

 

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