We’re Thru

Tue, 10/03/2017 - 23:17 -- jerlee

Time slip beneath no wind as the purple star shaped petals glisten

Voices can be heard within the hollow air

The clouds hold heavy as it grew by the minute

A distance cry begins to rumble as the smell of tears begin to fill the air

Light-hearted uneasy feeling sore will above me

Pain surface to a greater depth

Whisper became a ROAR!

Longing turn to loneliness

Wimping turn to strength

As the scent of heat touch the grains of soil

Lights peep thru the heavy dense clouds

Hope lied beyond no reach

Where it seems, time has decided to walk it destiny



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