Dear Unfair World
Dear Unfair World,
I reside in a deamland
of waving stars and gentle hearts
of willing ears and ignited tongues
of hands reaching towards the cotton candy sky
and grasping onto a cloud
only for fingers to cry
as the mirage gives way
then I step out of the inner workings of my mind
and into the oblivious oblivion
for my naive body
gave my trusting heart to the sky
miles and miles away
while I never left the ground.
Signed,
The Girl Who Allowed The World to Fool Her
This poem is about:
Our world
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