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PROMISE RINGS
Bailey Moore
Butterflies on silver wings
tie silver strings
On our fingers
Blue skies, dark eyes
Do you remember?
Long days. No life
Asking what am I?
A pebble among the thousands
Another grain among the bunch
A tree in the forest
Something easily overseen.
Out of touch?
You know
When it rains it pours
When I cry it storms,
Sunshine
What I’d give to see from your eyes
A vision
An after-image
A reason
Wings fluttering and suns setting
Through the clouds and fields of blue
I will be there for you
Bailey Moore
Bailey Moore: I live in a small Halloween-loving town with my family, including two cats and a dog. I love reading, writing, and playing games. I’ve worked with a lot of different mediums, but I have enjoyed working with oils the most. I plan to transfer to a university and pursue my degree in fine arts.
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