Purple shades of white cover my mind It clouds my thoughts and dreams The sun shines ever so bright but it is only a mask of what i really feel the flowers in summer bloom rays of sunlight bring them all into view but I stand and watch the ever changing season's come and go wondering were has the time went for with every passing moment the cloud becomes ever more closer to it's prey I watch from my bed room window and look out toward the night sky searching for the last puzzle which has trapped I close my eyes for one second just To feel the sunlight touch my skin I can only hope that the cloud of white as found another lost soulBirth sign: Aquarius
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