Sky
Rays glow I walk in deep hue
Sparkling toes and colors of feel
I feel that without eyes
It was real
Through finger snaps and taps I drifted still
They loathe my clothes of fantasy
Because that is not their style
They loathe my clothes of fantasy
Rejections so worthwhile
I spin out skin and fall on clouds of canopy
The softest things in make believe
Why want the end of such a sky
Nobody sees
The sad drop to their knees
I relieve your suicide
Zero denied
Who closed their eyes
In hopes for nothing more then ease
Taken through bile through sky you smile
What is your fantasy?
It makes rejections so worthwhile
On clouds of canopy
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