Philosophy derp by~ Lena

I found peace when I wasn't searching for perfection, and I tasted happiness when I heard silence inside the beating city. There were patterns in his hair when I could only see nature, and the lights seemed to dim as the sun hid her face behind the naked trees, but still he held beauty in the caverns of his eyes. I saw no one in his blank expression when I searched for identity, and I bowed down as he walked across my spine. There were colors and fabrics, food, and dancing when I felt culture on the brim of her tonic. I saw birds fall from the sky, and Solitude look me in the eyes when I rested on his shoulder, I wasted the times I wish I could save, and thought of forgetting the moments I can remember. But I still spoke with Shame just a few blocks down across from the landfill that Nature over grew. Nature, she cradles us like our mother's do when we are half past three years old and her wiry arms bend and break around us as we trample her fair skin but her crown is made of thorns, and she is neither boy nor girl. I found peace when I wasn't searching for perfection, but I still felt lost when I said I wouldn't lose myself.

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