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Sunday, October 18th, 2009 11:04 pm
There are two versions of this, my original doodle and a rough draft after I spent some time playing around with it.

Original:
It's all suspended between fear and elation
Like we've gone beyond gravity
leaving me drifting perilously between the boundaries
of earth and sky

And desperation digs in with its tiny little fingers
curled around my wrist
it looks at me with anxious eyes

But I'm transfixed
held fast by my own gaze
unable to move or even to breathe

salvation and damnation spin around again
hair breadth apart and only seconds away
and I am waiting, always waiting

if only it'd end
if only it were that simple
if only the days would stop drifting away

despair and hope twist themselves into sticky knots
and I can abide no longer
If any thing I'll be bolder
and explode into something reckless and strange
.

And the draft:
It's all suspended between fear and elation
as if it's beyond gravity
leaving me to drift perilously between the boundaries

Desperation digs in with tiny fingers
curled around my wrist
it looks at me with anxious eyes

But I'm held fast by visions repeating
unable to move or even to breathe
transfixed by the turning of the world

salvation and damnation spin around again
so close together and so beyond my grasp
and I am waiting, always waiting
for one to vanquish the other

if only it'd end
if only it were that simple
if only the days would stop drifting away

despair and hope twist themselves into sticky knots
and I am bound by their manipulations

As if I could abide at this apex much longer
neither rising nor falling forever;
If any thing I'll be bolder
and explode into something reckless and strange

Then I'll be falling
Then I'll be flying
down to whatever world remains.
.
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