Glee

I was sitting in the garden
feeling attached to that tree
which was nearby me all was feathery, bloomy , misty and windy
around everything I could see

I wasn't restless or neither excited
it wasn't the type of day I could glee


It was from the loneliness and stress I gained
It desperatly and seriously
pained

It felt like a giant secret deepily swollen inside your heart
as if someone had aimed through darts

So it wasn't the type of day i could glee


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