don’t be cruel, my love.
this world is painting
you gray
where the colors once shone
the brightest.
let’s not let this wicked
system overtake your kind soul.
you painted me when i was black and white,
so take my hand
while i restore your
lilacs, blues, and reds.
my dear, let the light
shine through.
{d.f. | 09/28/17}
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 2:13 PM UTC
don’t be cruel, my love.
this world is painting
you gray
where the colors once shone
the brightest.
let’s not let this wicked
system overtake your kind soul.
you painted me when i was black and white,
so take my hand
while i restore your
lilacs, blues, and reds.
my dear, let the light
shine through.
{d.f. | 09/28/17}
i hope you have the loveliest weekend. -love always, d.f. {p.s. instagram.com/inafieldofchaos}
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