Here Were Stars

2014-12-04 07.47.27

Bleeding words

Cut from my heart

Wanting to be opened and read

But it does not know

How to say it

You can struggle

And fight it

Or you can float easy

And find where it all ends

The two are the same

Maybe?

But what is it

That you really see?

And starlight breaks

Through the clouds

Moonbeams fall like

Silver ribbons upon

The Roses

What can I think?

Or call it enough?

Somewhere all was

Still somehow right

But here was the sky.

And here were stars.

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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