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684 · Oct 2019
White
Nikoletta Oct 2019
I'm dreaming white dreams
I'm telling white lies
I'm crying white tears
I'm flying in white skies

Everything is white
So pale and so cold
And even though I am blind
I still can see them all

But still..

I never saw death
I never saw life
I never saw a face
I never saw the light

My blind eyes are white
And they're always shut
But I still can see the darkness
That lies inside your heart
This is my very first poem, I hope you like it!!!

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