Beautifully out of place

Beautifully out of place
She was beautifully out of place. Sometimes I believe she intended to be. Like the moon during the day.

Friday, October 30, 2015

Arrival

It will come,
What you are waiting for.
Look around, it may have even arrived.
If not, purge the despair to Siberia,
It will come, come, come!
Believe and expect.
Arrest your doubts.
Repress the fears.
Lasso your dreams,
Pull them closer,
Sing for it,
It will come, come, come!
What you are waiting for.

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