Pretty Blue Skies

by Jennifer   Nov 26, 2005


My pretty blue skies
and bright green grass
has turned pitch black
and dusty ash.

Dying because
i want you
crying because
it was never really true.

You played me
like a fool
how can i
go to school?

I see you
everyday
but you always
go away.

Waiting
until i see
what you
really think of me.

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  • 18 years ago

    by xEmmax

    Hey, great poem, really well written, the layout was v.effective. 5/5,
    emxxx