Jan 2014
Crimson red taints the skies as gray merges in after
The gods, after dipping fingers in black, finger painted away
Even stroke after odd stroke came the night.
The gods, after dipping fingers in black, finger painted away
Even stroke after odd stroke came the night.
The skies are a sight to behold especially come night time
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)
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