You stare in to the beauties of the sky,
Into that beautiful pink rise,
And feel as calm as a floating bubble.
You remember that scene,
The pink and purple and yellow combined,
And make sure it stays like a framed picture in your mind.
Then you wonder what it is like on the other side of truth.
War and Anger,
Together make a frightful sight.
Remember in those hard times that you are innocent,
Until you choose not to be.
And you are pure until you’ve seen that frightful sight.
Remember that you are free, so…
Fly away butterfly,
Or fly like the wind bullseye,
Whatever speed you want to take,
Just be free and live your life.
Inspiration from S.Y. a faithful friend and D.P. a person in a not so happy mood.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
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omg that's so beautiful (:
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