sparkle clockworkA Poem by Simon Welshwhistle in the treessay goodbye to blue skies and the whistle in the trees love was fleeting but i'll enjoy it as it slips away
i wish i were invincible but i would regress
wish for a golden dawn sparkle clockwork on the wall little glowing words say so little yet mean more to me than anything
i wish i could sleep among the ocean of clouds
i don't mind the truth 'neath a paper moon everything is trivial i know it's leading me somewhere away from here© 2017 Simon Welsh |
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