Messages Off a Cigarette -XLVI-

-XLVI-

My feet were chained
Ankles shackled, but
My shadow kept walking
My wings kept beating
I didn’t even know how
Or why
But I looked up and saw
That my dreams still
Touched the sky

So I kept dreaming
With open eyes

‘Messages Off a Cigarette’
©CM
17.04.2015

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3 thoughts on “Messages Off a Cigarette -XLVI-

  1. globalunison says:

    Nobody can strangle your dreams — they are yours. Beautiful.

    -Naima

    Like

  2. Madsies says:

    Awesome. ❤

    Like

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