- High -
I can breathe.
I can move.
I can vibrate.
I can agitate.
Never mind greed.
It's my only sin.
Can you feel a quiver?
How well can you swim?
I've locked the door.
But I'll take you in.
The pen always works fine.
Don't forget the fingertips.
Something old, something new.
Whispering and some screams.
Remember the anger within?
Act it out, go ahead, act it out.
If you like me happy,
strike a chord.
Listening,
weakening,
paddling,
pressuring,
seeing,
into me.
You will touch,
a rough edge,
And wonder why,
I will cry.
I'll explain later,
if you would just.. go on.
Please.
I'm so high.
Sarah J
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