Every day was a challenge, And things just weren't the same, You could try to avoid your reality, But then you'd be dreaming of better days, And as ambitious as I was, I was barely hanging by a thread, Enough to climb up to the top, And not enough to see overhead, I was lost before you came, I wasn't looking to be found, I didn't have to whisper your name, You heard me calling out somehow, You were like a candle, Whose flame burnt deeply in my eyes, And if I tried to close my eyes, I'd have visions of burning skies, Skies that burned a fiery red, That faded into shades of pink, And shades of pink that warmed the sky, Until it cried a purple ink, A purple ink that stained the sky, And had to be washed away, The ocean sprayed the sky with mist, The purple just blended with blues that stayed, You're everywhere I know you'd be, Because you are a part of me, I'm free of who I used to be, Burning skies are waiting for me. |
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Burning Skies.
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inspiring...
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