to dissapear
sometimes
i wish to dissolve into air
to fit in between the molecules
nitrogen, oxygen, and aragon
i would like to be a part of the breeze
my worst trait
is wanting to be infinitly free
in a land without responsibility
escape from all the worlds difficulty
Take me with you
SvarSlettinto the quantum realm
we would find the rue,
keep it a secret from them.
Because none of them
deserves
Neither our
imagination
nor our
kind approaching
They are slices of
some bread
And they are still
tasteless...