It's a happy day, it's a happy smile
It's a happy place, to stay for a while
For a turtle walked, a thousand mile
For someone waited that heart is fragile
It's a happy day, a happy flower
Even petals blown by the breeze of summer
They learn to fly away from anger
Oh breeze of joy! Life isn't danger
It's a happy day, with a happy night
But this happy time, have different fright
They have the smile if the devil's sight
Flowers blown by fire, what a hell it might.
. . .
:it's not a happy ending tho
but we're setting now to shores
soon we'll meet more wishes
soon before we close our eyes.
:>
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TURTLES
PoetryThis is a compilation of thoughts I have created and grown over my younger youth. A bucket full of randomized downfalls flowing with a young innocent and reckless love. Interpreting life as a fabled fantasy slowly forming paths of footprints in the...
