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Deranged extreme.

1.15.2007

Broken Sky 

When my sky broke.

It broke and seemed to slop over the edge, slide down to the sides and drop off the side of the horizon.
I lost my sky.
I lost my clouds, the blue, the rain, the whisper of wind that whips upon it.
And as I looked up all I could see is beyond.
And I missed my clouds, my blue, my rain, and my whisper of wind that whips upon it.
I missed you and felt so lonely.
Posted by Steviek @ 14:10

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