Craving the Wild

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Her head is high above the clouds
Carefully walking upon the ground
Maybe paying too much attention
Mindful of every step
Overwhelming her with responsibility
When all she wants to do is sing
and keep her garden green
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She disrobes from day to day
while cloaking herself in the Night
Emotions swell
attempting to cause her fright
When she is comforted by her love-
Expression's artful Light
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Releasing the call of the wild
Consuming her with smiles
above all reproach
Silently suffering certain days untold
Lonely for those who feel her, most
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Day is done
The only thing left are her tears
which have rolled over
through the years
Begging for a vessel, to be exposed
and aid in her repose
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Cloaking herself with evening
Finding solace in those who needs her, most
The woman behind the veil
of broken years of tears
Allowing them to pour forth
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She disrobes from the trying day
Facing emotions, undeserving
In an attempt to cast away
Ones that bring her down
Wearing her evening's gown