I trapped on the stairs full of turns
A few days so high up in the sky
A few days down in misery
Sometimes led to sanity
Sometimes led to gray
Railings full of thorns s
Down the rungs to o n u i o
c f n
Half-raised arm
Touching opacity
Tail dress
Bare feet
Hidden blushes
Saved hope
Ballerina hands
Lost in the middle of your stairs
You pushed me down?
Mess catch me
Why?
I'll always be the morning dew for you
You insist on showing
You forget the thread that joined
You changed the pretty
Why like this?
You are well on which step you are?
In which can I find you?
It's not down to sadness
(You changed the meaning
The essence disappeared)
Existence is like many steps
I thought I came to the top with you
But it was an oasis
For your young you: Generator of ascending stairs in our dimension.
- Codelandandmore //20:30 PM ©
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 2:35 PM UTC
I trapped on the stairs full of turns
A few days so high up in the sky
A few days down in misery
Sometimes led to sanity
Sometimes led to gray
Railings full of thorns s
Down the rungs to o n u i o
c f n
Half-raised arm
Touching opacity
Tail dress
Bare feet
Hidden blushes
Saved hope
Ballerina hands
Lost in the middle of your stairs
You pushed me down?
Mess catch me
Why?
I'll always be the morning dew for you
You insist on showing
You forget the thread that joined
You changed the pretty
Why like this?
You are well on which step you are?
In which can I find you?
It's not down to sadness
(You changed the meaning
The essence disappeared)
Existence is like many steps
I thought I came to the top with you
But it was an oasis
For your young you: Generator of ascending stairs in our dimension.
- Codelandandmore //20:30 PM ©
Real Cute boy, remember last mermay, It was all so fun :)
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