Poetry: Untitled - From the top of a hill

April 06, 2017  •  Leave a Comment

From the top of a hill
Exploding with the brightness of bombs
Dancing 
smithereens 
Thrown to the sky's 
Infinity 
To be never caught
I am somebody 
I thought I was nobody 
I was nobody 
I am somebody 

 

May 20, 9:18pm 2016


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