U P A B O V E
Here I wait,
Someone else's mistake,
All because of something someone ate,
And then in the end it was me they had to take,
All alone,
With nothing but the sky above to sing a lullaby.
I watch the leafs be blown,
I see the days go by,
I dream knights and heroes,
who come and take me away,
But I will never be free,
At least that's what mother does say.
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Dreaming: A book of poetry
PoetryDreams of angels, Dreams of songs, Dreams that haunt you all night long. This is a finished book of poetry that I wrote in my first year on Wattpad. Is it good? I'm not sure, did I write it from my heart? Yes, yes I did. If you could leave a vote a...