Tick tock

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

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?

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