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noonecanownyoursoul:

I sent my thoughts to the sky
like a balloon in the wind
I never thought that I
would see them come back again.

The rage, the pain
the seething hate
I sent high above
hoping to emancipate
these things I had long held inside
these things I could no longer hide

But on the breeze
they returned again
like a long lost souvenir
from where I’d been

So, here I sit
hoping to find
how to get away from it
but I can’t, it’s all mine.

Amazing !!!!

Nice pic ;-)