Away - Poem by Timothy Long
the day you went away, my world slipped away, as if i were to roam the sky with a thousand butterflies, the moon tonight is clouded with the blackness that is when the sorrow turns into the upmost joy, thinking that the moon will carry it all away, all the pain for today.
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