Blue Morning Sky

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Blue Morning Sky

As I hear birds cry out into the blue morning sky,
I open my eyes to see that he has once more gone away...
I feel tears stream down my cheeks as I cry out into the blue morning sky,
Asking myself why...

Why do they always leave me behind?

In the dark of last night,
I give a piece of myself, telling myself it'll be alright. I'll be fine.
And as I hear the birds cry out into the blue morning sky, I open my eyes to see that he has once more gone away...
I feel tears steam down my cheeks as I cry out into the blue morning sky,
Asking myself why...

Why I am too hard to be loved?

- 𝓛𝓪𝔂

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