I watched as the sky turned from gray to blue,
Clouds disappeared,
The sun was shining, too.
The grass was green and soft.
The birds were singing as they flew.
Feeling a sense of regret, I glanced back at all the people I'd left behind.
They were standing under the cold sky
They cried.
I turned back to the heavens and walked forward.
Goodbye.
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Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
