blue sky
when the sun comes out i cry and cry i stutter and stutter i feel wrong i feel hurt because i am the blue sky.
blue sky
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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
bintzaynah’s Poems (1)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| blue sky | 0 | 01/28/2009 |
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