Jul 2014
If we were painted on a canvas
I imagine you made of warm colors,
Pastels shaping your soft cheeks.
And in the backgroud of dust and charcoal
You find me creating a path to ruin it all.
I imagine you made of warm colors,
Pastels shaping your soft cheeks.
And in the backgroud of dust and charcoal
You find me creating a path to ruin it all.
