Busy moth
buzzing
in the wayward winds
silver eyes
like a tinted lens
feel free
to live the lie
not a bee
not a bird
no loving creature
are you
yet,
here you are
breathing in the sun
being brave
like your sister?
nice try
but you know
who you are
acting like
you have abandoned
fear..
that's funny!
daring to dream?
daring to live
outside the darkness?
my sides are splitting!
what are you
without the darkness
that which protects you
that which you have known
all your existence
your a fool for leaving
But don't worry
I'll be ready
and waiting
for when you come back
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