The sky is on fire,
and so is my soul
but it is not a fire that burns
but a fire that churns
my inside
the cool air that stings my cheeks
makes me feel alive
as I sit back and watch as the sun rises
i am thankful for all I know
and for all the surprises
For in the sadness of magnitudes
or in the joy of little things,
I pray for a smile on my lips
and for a heart that sings
#ReganSinghOriginal
27th Dec 2013
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