Nov 27, 2018
I was lookin’ to the skies
the sun was shinin’ in my eyes
and I was feelin’ oh so blue.
The moon was up high
and I really didn’t know
if I was awake or in a dream.
Then she walked by and
I let out a sigh,
my heart jumped out and screamed.
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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.
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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.
