Misty Morning
The fog seeps through the earth
The world sighs as it takes in the gulp of air
A fresh beginning like a rebirth
Knowing it will be alright, some place somewhere
This world may spin and topple and turn
But I won’t remember how I got here
Will you catch me if I crash and burn
So I may no longer live in fear
Of the misty morning’s sorrowful tears that fall down my face
That wrap their arms around you
They’ll take me you away for years and years
And leave you not as they found you
Letting you say one last goodbye
You’ll have to leave so very soon
Will I be able to leave this world too?
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