Dec 2024
Words are flowing out
Like an endless rainbow of sorrows
Coming right out of my heart
The red of blood
The pain
The guilt
The green of grass
Trees
And my eyes
The blue of the sky in daylight
The ocean
My heart
And all the rest
Of the beautiful and sad colors
Bleeding out of my pen too
Like an endless rainbow of sorrows
Coming right out of my heart
The red of blood
The pain
The guilt
The green of grass
Trees
And my eyes
The blue of the sky in daylight
The ocean
My heart
And all the rest
Of the beautiful and sad colors
Bleeding out of my pen too
Been in my drafts for a bit, I think I'll post it now...
(This poem was written by the brush that painted your soul on)
(This poem was written by the brush that painted your soul on)
(13/F/NJ/silently screaming)
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