Lately rain has been all I've known,
The cuts would come and go,
But in the end I tried to stay away from the blue turning red,
In the end I fell.
I fell flat,
But darling I'm coming back.
I shall rise with the sun,
Be free with the wind,
My heart shall grow like you and I.
Please don't break me,
I fear if you do,
The blue shall turn red once more inside.
Comments about this poem (Fear. by Casandra Vice )
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