Sky filled with clouds
Tinted with grey sorrow
Take me to fly
Like a single sparrow
In a lonely, clouded sky
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoetryLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
moriendum est autem vita sine fine
Sky filled with clouds
Tinted with grey sorrow
Take me to fly
Like a single sparrow
In a lonely, clouded sky
