Questions asked
Problems given
Listen
Given the world
Left with space
We all have tongues
But very few acquire taste
Can say hello one million times
But goodbye only once
I see your energy for what it is
Not what it was
Trust the universe and it's timing
Stitching my clouds very own silver lining
Coincidence fate
There is black and white
But we all must deal with certain hues of grey...
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
Questions asked
Problems given
Listen
Given the world
Left with space
We all have tongues
But very few acquire taste
Can say hello one million times
But goodbye only once
I see your energy for what it is
Not what it was
Trust the universe and it's timing
Stitching my clouds very own silver lining
Coincidence fate
There is black and white
But we all must deal with certain hues of grey...
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