In my dreams
there is a bird and a painted blue sky
and how it flies free
But my mind, as a paintbrush
paints the sky black
in the thoughts that pain me
The bird falls and there is ink
and the words of a poet
dive deep into my soul
My thoughts
crush the hearts of others
yet I do not know.
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Of all the Stars - Poems
PoetryHere are a collection of poems that I have made. #122 in Poetry, on 26th October 2016 #125 in Poetry, on 22nd October 2016. #140 in Poetry, on 21st October 2016. *** In my dreams there is a bird and a painted blue sky and how it flies...
