Over It.

by slighte   Apr 21, 2009


Here I am, laughing at nothing
Here I am, getting over it
Here I am, writing in the sky
with my finger.

I am here, with Amber,
sitting under the weather
I am here, walking over bridges
with Helena.

Look at me, I'm painting my hair
while singing in the dark.
Here I am, I'm over it.

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I wrote this a couple of years ago. I know it's not fantastic or even good, but.. mm.

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