It was nice.
~
A daydream of lies and lights,
Of passing cars and night awake,
The lights are lit,
And shining brightly,
Child sights and sounds,
And innocence of past.
I stepped onto the stair,
And climbed the sky,
As the end halted to a close,
In the breathless sky.
I took a deep breathe,
And dared to perform,
What others say,
I had no right.
But I stood up,
Gripped the edge tight,
Before flinging open the door,
To pure freedom.
And I dream of the stars,
As the world around me halts,
As the screams die out,
As my breath draws one last time.




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NEW ACCOUNT: ~masqueradestar
~ The Reapress
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