Collecting the Days
broken words and heart randomly expressed.. (bad poetry and prose)
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Yesterday's Sky
Yesterday's sky
was full of grey
walking Olympic
and on my way;
And hoping it would
get better yet,
but it rained on me
before it cleared,
and then it seemed
almost near perfect,
and full of promise.
But it never seems
to start that way.
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