Dear Joy | Teen Ink

Dear Joy

March 3, 2008
By Anonymous

So, take me to that place
Where the grass is green as youth
And the rhythm of a seashell, is perfect as a breath
Where the river sings as freely, as blood pumped with every heartbeat
And you melt in perfect laughter, at the beauty of its voice.


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