Fragmented Yesterday
I look back and smile
One moment that I remember
Us in comfort's arm
Soft grass coils
us
It’s 12 noon and we
eagerly wait
To open our lunch
boxes
So the seventh and
eight periods drags away
Waiting for my
brother beside the gate
Together we walk back home
Our simple day is done
But heaven cries out
again
Under those hazy
color of gray
Sending shower of
sweet delight
We were young then
Our mind an
innocent clown
So we take off the
black and blue
And start a tribal
dance
Digging our feet
into the mud and the puddle
Screaming out
careless into the air
A part of us lost in rain
I cry out loud
As I see a white falcon fly
Together we battle a
wish.
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