Painted blue skies,
Clouds forming shapes right before my eyes,
Gasping, drowning in awww,
Finding reality found through a dreamers ball,
Dangling on dandelions,
The sweet nectar begins to fall,
Sinking, down, to the ground,
my bleeding heart pounds emotionally,
into pieces,
It never ceases,
Continual aggression,
Tainted depression,
Casual rounds,
Silent sounds,
Heard only through the crashing tide,
It is what it is...
Soul tied...
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