[178] Even The Clouds Mourn

Droopy eyes struggle to take in
the endless valley of clouds
From high above its easy to forget
that you live on the ground below

I can almost feel the rain on my cheeks
Is this what breathing in heaven feels like
where you don’t ask for attention
neither i feel the need to ask for yours

Like all good things that come to an end
Sun rays kill a reflection in the lake
But it’s all too bright to see clearly
If it’s my reflection or did you return
to take my breath away

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