I'd like to:
let my hair down,
close my eyes,
then cry everything out.
fall into a pile of feathers,
sleep on a cloud,
& eat french macaroons.
throw rose petals; let them fall on me.
sink into silk linens,
and breathe a huge sigh of relief.
smile as the pressure thats been
building on my chest
is slowly lifted off.
ill live in a pink room
with nothing but
white clouds, feathers, and pillows.
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