Author: Samurai-Soldier PM
No matter how pristine the world and it's natural state seems to be, I can't look around without seeing horrible people and buildings.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 83 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Published: 11-30-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2746751
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The wind whistling through my hair is crisp and cool.
Surrounding me is the calm and blue air of the sky
as I fly through it all without a care in the world.
The clouds rush at me and sprinkle me with
their hidden secrets and cooling tears
and make me feel less alone;
make me feel happy again.
But those buildings
flashing past me