The sky wasn’t blue

The sky was dark green,
And the ground was blue.
With a hint of orange hue.
The kite I had,
Where to
No one knew.
Even I didn’t have a clue.
Things happen like this.
Things I had,
Good or bad,
Turns into a memory.
Knowing nothing lasts forever
Still, we want forever.
We ask for the impossible,
Thinking we’re able
To make it possible.
Living in denial.
Walking in the aisle,
Of the cruelest spiral.
Going through trial,
Running into fire,
Just for survival.
Then again the sky was never blue.
And it didn’t have orange hue.

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