'Tis ME

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It's

May 9, 1998

It's a river, you'll never stop it
It's a high-flying butterfly, you'll never catch it
It's the air, you'll never see it
I don't get it,
Just get away from me
Like looking for a pebble in the middle of the ocean, 
you won't find it
Like looking for a four-leaf clover in a patch of only threes,
you won't ever see it
Like looking for your shadow in a sunless world,
it won't ever follow you
I don't get it,
Just get away from me
It's like feeling for dryness in a sea of tears
Or feeling for a warm heart that's colder than ice can freeze
Or feeling for a soft touch in a pile of sharp needles
I don't get it,
Just get away from me
It's like trying to breathe underwater
It's like trying to run through quicksand
It's like crying when there are no tears left to cry
because you've already cried everyone
I don't get it,
Just get away from me
I can't conceive 
how you cannot see
the futility of your efforts
Just get away from me...



~Peggy~

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