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As One
Clouds sail over pail blue ceiling
before losing interest;
lost somewhere over the silence,
as like mistletoe held high,
a festive distraction
when you're not with the one.
I've gone away inside,
chasing clouds;
picking forget me not blue
and in that moment's flicker
maybe I already am as one in the wilderness.
before losing interest;
lost somewhere over the silence,
as like mistletoe held high,
a festive distraction
when you're not with the one.
I've gone away inside,
chasing clouds;
picking forget me not blue
and in that moment's flicker
maybe I already am as one in the wilderness.
Published 17th Nov 2015
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17th Nov 2015 2:24pm
Feels a bit sad and longing to me. But in a good way ^^
BTW: i think i accidentally deleted a comment of your on my last poem, sorry -_-
BTW: i think i accidentally deleted a comment of your on my last poem, sorry -_-
17th Nov 2015 3:59pm
a bit sad but a good way sad xD
wooot!! i will go look at said comments right now young man.
wooot!! i will go look at said comments right now young man.
