Saturday, May 16

My Own World

My own world, my own rules, and my own ways to paradise.
It’s up there, high up there in between the clouds.
And there was the paradise falls, stunning and beautiful.
The breath taking moment, when I would be at the edge.
I would remember you as a spark in me.

The spark which ignites me.

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