As soon as I wrote it down
Big chunk of air entered ballon lungs
Maybe a mistake but big lump of air
gentle calming effect those blueberry words
…
It is not sent yet
Tick tock
It is not sent out yet
…
Clearing the head clogged with words
clogged with green and red thoughts
Maybe regretful after time passes by
I’ve carefully chosen every single word
…
It is just sent out
Tick tock
Anticipation rush under the skin
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As soon as I wrote it down
All doubts dispersed clouds, blue sky
It cannot be a mistake if I feel this way
Should not be a mistake, right?
