My Lady

Claws on my insides

I want to rip my skin off

Just be a soul on the wind

light and energy.

Free, free to follow the lines of my life.

Numbers and roads and Co2

I just want forests, fields, fern and fen,

and be at peace with My Lady, in her lilac glen.

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