I’m made of legs and words

I’m made of legs and words
And smells and puffs
And when I run
That’s when I scream
And when I roam
That’s when I think
Of lives untold
And misteries unravelled.

I dream of trees
And leaves uncanny
I dream of us
A knot that’s simple
Three way journey.

I’m made of leaves
And strands of hair
And thoughts half said
And lyrics in my head.

There is no art, 
There’s only feelings
Like suffocating ropes on stage
And screaming nonsense
To create an abyss
Or the whole world

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