there is a time in some people's lives
where you begin to question
what the hell happened to the sky
how you've gotten this bad
and what ever happened to the bright color
the answer isn't simple
it will take years to figure out
but when you finally do
you'll find it's better
not stressing over the blue
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stars • poetry
Poetry{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the...
