I look at the sky
With every heart beat, comes a small sigh
What is life?
What does it really mean?
We all wish our lives were perfect
filled with love, adventure, thrill
We all await patiently
wondering what good the future has to bring
When in fact, we know the story of our lives
what is happening now
and what will happen next
Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC
I look at the sky
With every heart beat, comes a small sigh
What is life?
What does it really mean?
We all wish our lives were perfect
filled with love, adventure, thrill
We all await patiently
wondering what good the future has to bring
When in fact, we know the story of our lives
what is happening now
and what will happen next
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