the sky is the limit

a simple e rated poem

golden teardrops,
purple rain,
will i want you ever again?
And in my heart i know its not true...
a four leaf clover marks your heart.
I want to talk, but where do i start?
and in my i heart I know it's not true,

your so close i want to scream,
you've told me a riddle,
but what does it mean?
i've cried a thousand teardrops about you,
and yet it seems true.

for now your soul lies way up there,
this emotion isn't fair.
and now we part forever again.
I have now lost a very important friend.