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Fidget.

There’s nothing I can do.
I want to make everything change.
I want to go to bed with arms
wrapped around me.
To wake up with a love
equal to mine.
Have the sun rise just for me.
Feel the warmth of love equal to mine.

Twisting in the reign of emotions.
Dreams flying off rooftops.
Negative photo memories
I see right through.
Paper thin compassions are so ugly.

Buried in a faith of my own.
What am I holding onto?
I’m still curled up in a cold bed alone.
I want arms wrapped around me,
to share a love equal to mine.

There’s nothing I can do.
My heart is nothing more than a function.
There’s nothing I can do...
When there’s nothing to hold onto.

Audrey Evans
11/28/2008

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