AloftA Poem by Somber EyesI hear the footsteps above
me
I'm
just waiting for my moment
In
that moment, there will be a bright light
Flying
high above the rooftops
A
tear for what goes on below
A
tear for all the pain and fear
Flying
high, beneath the heavens
For
when our two hearts beat as one © 2012 Somber Eyes |
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Added on November 29, 2012 Last Updated on November 29, 2012 Author
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