fly away--
high above the City of
Twinkling Lights.
How beautiful it looks,
high up in the clouds.
Fool.
August 21, 2010
Missing a line.
The wind blows as I think the crickets sing the frogs speak the rain falls against my window and I have everything except one thing because without you it doesn't make sense the beauty is incomplete but you will never know that because we are just friends you know everything about me but my one little secret when the leaves rustle I hear your voice so speak softly my dear.
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