This is for the dreamers,
The ones who broke the sun.
This is for forever, and the ones who knew how to have fun.
I love the way their grins part the night,
This is for the dreamers who don't back from a fight.
This is for the poets,
The ones who read the stars.
This is for forever, and the ones who stray too far.
I love the way they see beauty in the mud,
This is for the poets who won't ever be done.
This is for the angels,
The ones who strike the ground.
This is for forever, and the ones who break bounds.
I love the way their wings send shivers down my spine,
This is for the angels who are never more alive.
This is for the creators,
The ones who toss magic into the sky.
This is for forever, and the ones who twist their lies.
I love the way their minds sprout rainbows and their fingers cross seas,
This is for the creators who are never pleased.
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The Ghost of an Echo: A Mad Collection of Mad Poet Poetry
PoetryAn absolutely MAD Collection of Poetry by yours truly. Spiral into outer space and ride rollercoasters of mayhem and wonder. Anxiety is real. It's time we talk about it. New poems every week! #1 in whimsy #4 in fantastical
