Blue Skies

A Poem by BlueMoonHound

my blue skies do not exist

filled with rage I pound my fist

my heart awaits a profound trist

but knots inside still do twist

my name is on no one's list

stumbling blindly into the mist

there is no limpness to my wrist

my lips still waiting to be kissed

why is it my blue skies do not exist

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Added on July 16, 2011
Last Updated on July 16, 2011

I like to write and I am a Blue Moon Hound more..

Sad and Blue