Red Balloon

Sat, 12/16/2017 - 22:22 -- Samyie

Dear Red Balloon,

Just out of reach

The faster I run

The futher you are

When I'm close enough

to grasp your string

you POP

but I'm not sad

I've been without you

for so long

I've forgotten

what I had


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