Dreams flare up shifting like magic
Part of a Crowd
I miss coffee shops Just sitting in a crowd With a hot cup To people watch In solitude -Kel Dayheart
Beautiful bird Fly quick, swift, and feather light The storm is brewing
Searching for Sunshine
Rainy days drown me Until I gasp breathless For sunshine -Kel Dayheart
Rewrite
I wear away the pages In this notebook Until all the words And verses sing In perfect harmony -Kel Dayheart
Cover Up
Mask of innocence Hiding the devil In her eyes With a candy sweet smile -Kel Dayheart
Verdict
I'll be the judge and jury To my own trial Thanks I don't give a damn About your judgement -Kel Dayheart
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