Porch Swing

September 20, 2012
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I saw you again,
All broken bones and paper skin.
The girl who always jumps,
From her launch-pad-porch-swing,
Grasping at stars.
You dream of astronauts in concrete jungles,
And holding planets beneath your palms;
Dreams of vivid colors,
Dancing in the reflection of your eyes,
As the world crushes your limbs, and peals away your skin.
Swing, swing, swing away
From those suits
That swallow your dreams.
Break your limbs but never give in,
As the stars ache to burn your fingertips.
Swing, swing, swing.

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Sept. 27, 2012 at 2:53 pm
This is good, and sends a good message, though it seems a bit confusing to me.  I wouldn't have known what it meant if you hadn't said.
bagley777 said...
Sept. 23, 2012 at 10:28 pm
This is really good(:
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