Vanilla Sky
It could not hear me. I don't know why.
It saw spiked fear in me and I know it knew
My thought whether it would ever be blue.
Whether it would ever be clean,
Like it used to be,
Whether it would ever be seen
Beautiful by me,
Whether it would ever be warm
As the purest love,
Whether it would ever be strong
And would be enough...
I dreamed and cried as the night came clear,
I did not believe it was standing near.
My Vanilla Sky with endorsed ~Good-bye~
Please be blue again on the day I fly...
21-Feb-2017
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With best
Regards)
Be clean blue...
I fly to you
:;)))
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