Cheryl D. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
chaoticasphyxia) wrote2010-04-11 03:58 pm
chaoticasphyxia) wrote2010-04-11 03:58 pm
handlebars, then I let go, let go for anyone.
it is a beautiful day
and i'm inside.
again.
always watching the world behind the window pane.
I am going to write something, nto done anything relatively creative in some time. One hundred words on... the sky. Go.
Hello, you are the universe’s most commonly used metaphor.
I don’t blame them; you’re rather big and never seem to end.
Tell me, how far do you stretch?
Do you ever stop?
You’ve been around for some time; it feels like you could be my oldest friend. We’ve been through so much together, you know.
We’ve shared our emotions with one another: I stood beneath you and watched as you wept. I stood and stared at you when you seemed cold and empty and found myself screaming at you when I felt life wasn’t fair.
Oh sky, don’t leave me.
and i'm inside.
again.
always watching the world behind the window pane.
I am going to write something, nto done anything relatively creative in some time. One hundred words on... the sky. Go.
Hello, you are the universe’s most commonly used metaphor.
I don’t blame them; you’re rather big and never seem to end.
Tell me, how far do you stretch?
Do you ever stop?
You’ve been around for some time; it feels like you could be my oldest friend. We’ve been through so much together, you know.
We’ve shared our emotions with one another: I stood beneath you and watched as you wept. I stood and stared at you when you seemed cold and empty and found myself screaming at you when I felt life wasn’t fair.
Oh sky, don’t leave me.
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