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Katty Livingston Poems
The Sky Is Falling
The ground shakes, Stars pour down like tears, like rain. Amongst the roaring earthquakes, We hang our sorry heads in shame.
Beautiful Dreamer, You just couldn't keep her. The most you ever gave me was, Sorrow.
Not all that bad
Oh, the light brings sight, But the darkness isn't all that bad. I'll never know why I caught your eye-
I lay here in the quiet, And I look at the night sky. I wonder how it is, that You are my entire universe-
In the dark I see
Forgot what I was looking for, for a while- Forgot what I was still believing in. And I'd stop the world, just for you- I'd walk ten thousand miles,
Dear Lesia, I wrote you a letter, But it was never sent. I told you how much I loved you,
Love is all giving, And never getting back. Love is getting lost, And forgetting your way back.
It always seems so simple, so.. Harmless. Like a butterfly that lands on your shoulder,
It Is Better
Silence is golden, But duct tape it great. And in all the books, Love triumphs over hate.
Abandon ship, We're airborne but the engine is stalling. With one tiny slip, My whole world is suddenly falling.
Home, to the Gates of Hell
Black and blue, I still followed you. At your heels, Your Sally Ragdoll.
For the Villain
And I never dreamed that I'd end up with a prince, Thought I'd settle for the villain. In the great big book of life, My chapter seems a tragedy.
Look again- It's not a four-leaved clover. And at the end, Is it really even over?
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The Sky Is Falling
The ground shakes,
Stars pour down like tears, like rain.
Amongst the roaring earthquakes,
We hang our sorry heads in shame.
The voice that cries out is small,
But it's strong.
A flicker of hope-
Before it's already gone.
The sky is falling,
And so am I-
Can't you hear me calling?
Cover me with the sky.
I bask in your glow,
All though it's ten below.
I'll be with you, wherever you go.
The sky is falling, the sky is falling.
Don't you cry,
The sky is quite soft-
Or so I've heard.
So, keep your hopes ...