(1)A Poem by Lamour_Vrai
The dark, dark, sky. Involved with so many stars,
so much going on, as it watches the world, do what it does. What it does best. And the world as in, us. And us, as in, everybody. And everybody, as in, the world. Because, to the world, you may just be one person, but to the one person, you may be the world. And you just can't hold on. To the balloon. Which takes part as the world. And you which takes part as you, which can no longer hold on, to the world, so, you let go. For another to hold, until they can no longer hold on, and you are... Nothing. © 2015 Lamour_Vrai |
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