Faint
I sat on the top of a mountain
The clouds took place on my head
At the bottom of the mountain i heard you call my name
I didn't respond
A bird of many colors sat on my shoulder and sang to me
a tune of faint emotion
Trying to eliminate devastation i began to accept the facts
As i scoot towards the edge a tear forms in the corners of my eyes
If i fall we will be together again but is that what u want from me
Explosions in my brain like a monstrosity of lies and negative vibes take over my exsistence
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2012
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