You were willow trees and
Ice lollies on sunny days
You were yellow shorts and
Grinning at nothing
Now you're blurry memories and
Feeling full of regret
Now you're wooden masks and
Smuged charcoal pictures
The seasoned changed and
Rain washed the rose tint away
I was left with cold truths and
Sunshine didn't taste so good
Anymore.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
You were willow trees and
Ice lollies on sunny days
You were yellow shorts and
Grinning at nothing
Now you're blurry memories and
Feeling full of regret
Now you're wooden masks and
Smuged charcoal pictures
The seasoned changed and
Rain washed the rose tint away
I was left with cold truths and
Sunshine didn't taste so good
Anymore.
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