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Misconstrued Conceptions
IP:
I lay and stare into the moonlit sky
where all the mystical starz shine with the utmost glory
have you ever just wanted to touch a cloud?
just to take a piece of heaven home with u?
in realization, i lay beside my lonlely one person bed at night...crying dry tears
tears that cut through my soft pillow and flood it with sorrow
am i really feeling this way or am i just writing?
Ideas spring in my head but i don't hold the key anymore to my heart..it was stolen by the 40 thieves and sold to the black market
feelings obsorb my soul with the upmost serenity
so as i lay asking what is my purpose on this planet..this universe..this third rock from the sun, it hits me....
now the sun shines and i cry..
cry with all my heart...
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