Sometimes it can take the sound of a pin drop to have that pressure build to a point of worry.
To have a recognition for those inside yet the point of entry is fearing, that maybe is a sign to not know them that well.
Not always the short end of the straw that achieves things, there are times in need for that extra length for desperate measures of a gap between.
An unexpected experience from the first time has obviously put twice as much determination to prevent it occurring again.
Tying a knot in it to help remember, even still needing a drawn attraction to focus towards. As a pretty bow to look at while everyone patiently waits. Sometimes the heart becomes so heavy and it is that attraction like a sitting duck who is patiently waiting.
In the forest; a place to wander on to, will always have for those to test waters first. As while some eagerly hurry further than wishing to get to. In their haste believing the need to rise above it. Some times those do get blood from a stone. That possibility that intentions are not prevented from there, and can continue as means to go on. Just there will always be that one person who do not see for such opportunity and think beyond their own given mind.
In the stones; if the heart rules the head then emotions must change like the surroundings for a chamaeleon and those to commit are as a thorn grown in the side, even an attractive flower has its seeds blown in the wind from where are bloomed and thorns can be prevention from distraction, for love to stand in the middle of this visualised world can be a hallucination to what is real just as that rose between two thorns.
Psalms Ch.6:V.3-6 " - My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
- Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
- For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
- I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears."
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