Life In the Sky

life in the sky; no flies but clouds i like the claws of eagles storms and thunders threatening the lives bouncing hearts, pounding our souls coloured more coloured in ridiculous and bright colours life is worth in the sky, valued by the tops. loved silent, as the owner of the coffin silent of the few, networked and connected in thin pin by one sound only the golden make the travel of the clouds and soften all ways to met with the feathers given from their beauty, cute smile beat our troubles then we tear our happy cries in farms, green farms life is worth in the sky, valued by the tops. i like to be seen, visionary in the mind as i shine with the sun, aimed to the third for its reaction, not my skin's colour identified i help the dying sun, i live with the lived i will nake all the ideas, as stars to the naked eyes showing, helping to touch; the smoothen of the sky as the deaf values by touch, life in the sky; valued by tops.