Skies
Want to be free,
fly in the sky,
in the snow,
to the heaven above.
Let it fall through the holes
left in my skies.
Let it fill in the empty spaces.
Let the perfection in for a lifetime.
May the Night claim me
For an eternity,
forever,
only for the wonder
of a spin in the white.
- Faerie
I wrote this today when it started snowing at school.
The End
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Skies, which
was posted on Dec 4, 2009 by
TheKiwiFaerie.
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