no sunshine , no moonlight
let the crying kids fight
over the red ribbons of
a high flying lonely kite
i am not here to teach
the lessons which you
will always have to forget
keep the lid on us , tight!
running stream of water
flows through the mountains
of my pain stricken eyes
making them stay bright!
lie down beneath the open sky
where there is only green grass
where there are singing birds, but
no sunshine , no moonlight
Thursday, October 4, 2007
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You write very well.
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