Hideaway

My place is between the sentences, hidden behind words, squeezed into letters

Saturday, December 08, 2018

Shape Shifter



You're thirsty
I become water

You're tired
I become a blanket

You're sad
I become a tear

You're angry
I become a fist

You're happy
I become a smile

You're lonely
I become a hug

You're confused
I become an answer


I am ... empty.




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