Thursday, July 23, 2015

And the sky turned purple

The feeling slowly fades away. Next is the calm. 
Is it a never ending valley? 
Or just a bridge?
Can I dance on it?
Or will I go mad again, once I cross it?
Was it a cry for help?
Or the beginning of a connection?
Was I begging for escape?
Or for your approval?
Was I smitten by my excitement?
Or was it really you?
Is this the end?
Or just a bridge?

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