wandering i am
i honestly claim
unease caused by your
not asking permission
you played my heavens
you call and tease the clouds
and free the rain
without hesitation
even in the knowledge
that's just a passing train
now i'm bound in my sadness
and i'm soaked in a puddle
now turned mud
for i tossed and turn
in this restlessnes
i confess, i am caught
and hooked.
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