wendy bird

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Moonlight reflected in their tired eyes... pools of past hurts
Her soul... it was closest to the sky.
 
He whispers to the girl. She is nervous, having second thoughts. 
She is dizzy on top of the roof. 
They kiss quickly, and she says "Yes..."

She has a broken, pale ghost at the bottom of the house. 

The soul does not believe in death, or pain, or falling -- in the end, 
it is the only one who escaped, barely scathed, except for something inside. 

Starting now, no more ghosts, only a heart, beating. 

Woke up today, an afterglow later, it feels nice just to say it...
This is all just a dream really
Lots of smiles dancing around
Stay a little...

Copyright © Neerja Yadav

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