Friday

Every moment 
I am like taking 
one feather down 
but it aint 
like drowning 

cause the colors i see
cause coloring me
in death of 
blindness 
for the color that 
painted me

my heart skips a beat and 
im struggling to be on my feet
but i still have got two


maybe my next 
frozen moment
will be like a hairstring in air

but i hope it wont take my brathe

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