painting the sky

sir
too long you shackled by miserable
letting me wait in uncertainty
sailing alone…. without skipper
spent my days in wondering

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sir
why so much dark covering your soul
what the hell heaven had done on you
united with the darkness
haunted by the voices inside you
evicting you into another world
so you feel so damned

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o sir
you have painted the sky with sadness
so the couples of seagulls
bounced away and disappeared in the distance
the sky became empty….  without painting

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sir
wish you would open the door
and let me reaching your troubled soul
to cast away the misery
and set your spirit  free

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come on sir
the river is waiting to flow together
the leaves inviting to whisper along
or perhaps you preferred to fly along the seagulls
to paint the sky with love

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– mei –

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