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Tripping on Energy Meg Murray
tripping on energy
even nothing counts as space
don't deny purple its chance
to rear her beautiful face
upside down digging for clouds
sun blocked from the rays of a stone
touch my lips to a blade of
blue grass rhyme
feeling the chill of a bright morning sky
even nothing counts for something
so don't try to put me up
'course you'll never take me lying down
because only the red in the rose
understands how i feel when it wilts
my definition escapes me
i feel for any sense of void
groping for energy
only hear how tired i am from
the color of my tears
even nothing came from something
even something is everything
there is
so being alone
being with you
means that i will only ever
be-
tripping on energy
even nothing takes up space
don't deny purple a chance
to rear her beautiful face

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