"What the Future Holds, I've Yet to Know"

I feel like a feather
   floating
   moving like a kiss
my mind wanders
   into the future
   that's waiting
   to slap my face
drunk and crying
   lost it again
   reckless emotional
   not down to Earth
Featureless face
   mirrors whisper
   and I bend
Believing in a dream
   makes one think
   go sad without
Crystallizing in water
anchored in some sea
I'll swim with the fishes
'til I'm kissing you again



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