tightrope
strings around
my finger
walking conviction
to not forget
treading softly
meet you in the middle
on the other side
would you--
holding on
still
tightrope
Arms wide open
-
Arms wide
Trust fall
Heart tide
It flows
And sighs
Are now
A sign
Of how
One can
Feel all
And fall
On days
When it
Might all
Cave in
It ebbs
It flows
Arm...
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