Jan 11
Even the brightest stars
Will explode
One day
Even the sky
Needs to scream and cry
Sometimes
Even the most beautiful poem
Will one day be forgotten
Even if that's
When we reach oblivion
You're allowed too
Don't feel bad
Will explode
One day
Even the sky
Needs to scream and cry
Sometimes
Even the most beautiful poem
Will one day be forgotten
Even if that's
When we reach oblivion
You're allowed too
Don't feel bad
I need to remember that, maybe you do too.
(this note was written by a shovel that has dug up a purple turtle. The shovel loved doing jumping jacks.)
(this note was written by a shovel that has dug up a purple turtle. The shovel loved doing jumping jacks.)
