Killing The Clean Sky Poem by Madrason .
Killing The Clean Sky
A thousand eyes which burn my back
and straight unto my soul a mighty crack
yes if you look into my heart you'll start
to sense it all, where I went I once stood tall
shoulders straight and head up high
sad and fragile all the while not me
stronger without turning back not shy
the Good will keep me company
the bad will only all defy
that what is left of privacy. M
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