That white glow,
that I don't know
and never knew
Stands just outside this window
beckoning, singing
and mocking too.
I climb the sin-filled stairs
all the way to the roof
and jump with a passion
that turned grey skies,
blue.
That white glow,
that I don't know
and never knew
Now dwells inside me.
Vibrant, innocent
and crimson too.
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What's Been Lost
PoetryAlways random. Always true. {Copyright © 2014 _eternalsunshine}