At night,
I paint my secrets
Lemon and Cobalt:
Sour for the flavor,
Sharp consonants
For the pain.
Hoping
When they mix
They form a shade
Green as growth,
And bright
as day.
Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 1:17 AM UTC
At night,
I paint my secrets
Lemon and Cobalt:
Sour for the flavor,
Sharp consonants
For the pain.
Hoping
When they mix
They form a shade
Green as growth,
And bright
as day.
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