-|19.04.04|1:36 am
days like these i want to fall asleep
and pretend i don't exist.
to fall asleep with the moon
and awaken to it as well.
on days like these the rain is chilling -
not comforting.
i feel lost
as if i am young and can't find my mother.
on days like these i cannot tell the difference
between raindrops and my tears -
they taste the same,
on days like these.
i want to lie in the grass,
grow roots,
and become something else -
anything to escape
on days like these.

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