That Blue, Blue Sky

January 14, 2012
By Anonymous

I said " I fly I wont be coming back and ill set out for that blue blue sky". I haven't learned "sadness" but I'm just starting to grasp "misery". Even this feeling I hold toward you is now turning into words. Waking up from this dream of this unknown world. I spread these wings and fly, knowing I'll find the answer if I just pierce through it, when I break free from that blue blue sky.

The author's comments:
This poem was a song at first but I thought you would like it.

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