The sky cries,
And falls
Onto my childhood

Memories, broken
A piece for each star

My happiness, tried,
And tried to survive in those times,
But it became the rain
And fell to the ground

I remember the tears.
They were the sun, because
all day I would cry,
My happiness, in the ground

The playground laughed at me.
The ground welcomed me.

The sky did not break me
(though I wish it had)
Only my memories.

I would love to fly,
But the ground would only welcome me
once more

So here I sit
Drowning in a torrent of tears,
And years, wishing to fly

But the sun would melt my wings

And the ground would only
welcome me
once
more

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