Go Away

She was lost...

the moon, the stars up in the sky can’t fix her

the wind was running like it had to save her

blue, red, violet, green, all moving in front of her eyes, was her hair dancing.

Paradise...that could be the place where she was.

but she was never on that place

she’ll never be

always looking forward, but never walking

to afraid to take a step, to afraid to move ahead

nobody can save her

nobody can touch even the outside of what she is

but... what is she?

just a hurricaine

just rain

she’s just a rock standing there

waiting to be lifted and dropped in the lake

waiting to be...

and she will not be

until she takes that one step

until she goes.

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