Apr 2013
In a world of
black and white,
you were colour.
In a world
without sound,
you were music.
You were everything.
You were
all these things to me,
and I don't know
what
I was to you.
black and white,
you were colour.
In a world
without sound,
you were music.
You were everything.
You were
all these things to me,
and I don't know
what
I was to you.
© Sarah Pitman 2013
(Hawaii)
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