You See

August 13, 2017

The sky's so pure and dark,

Such a beauty scar.

But let us run,

And I will show you the sun.

Do you not see the fun?

Anyone?

What do you see?

The broken me?

Or the happy me?

For I am the the pure and dark sky,

Nobody would want me to cry.

I guess that's alright,

It's almost midnight

Let's see the moonlight.

You see, the sky is pure and dark,

Be happy and show the spark.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk GudaAug 19, 2017

<p>Powerfully written, never stop expressing your heart and mind, please share more. </p>