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Written by Freddy
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Saturday, 05 April 2008 |
i would have driven to the edge of the mountains because my thoughts hang on the edge of a cliff; i would have exposed my chest to the wind, i would have stayed and said my prayers to the stars. i would like to apologize to no one, but i'm finding that it's harder to grab the concept of my history grade dropping six points, or the reason why i forget everything about chemistry every time i walk out of that classroom and i have to reteach myself, grudgingly. i would like to apologize to no one, and still something happens when i take a brush, or a pencil, mix the paints and make a blue-green horse in art; my A in english is due to the fact it's before chemistry, my last class. if i had it first, i would not be where i am right now.
there are few things i know are real; my fingers sliding over piano keys; the splitting sharp pain in my shins, the twitch in my back between my shoulders; the sun shining outside the window, the leaves reappearing.
(i am grounded i am humble i am one with everything. i've sung these words in my head over and over and god how i want to float in the sea.)
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