has it ever rained blue so long you started to get used to it?
i've gotten caught in a blue flood and right then and there i had to learn to swim.
on my own.
i pulled my self to shore.
has it ever sun shined yellow and you didn't know how to think or act because you've been stuck in the blue rain for years?
i think thats when it becomes frighting,
when you feel more comfertable in the pouring rain
than do you in the yellow sunshine.
maybe thats when it floods black tar,
******* you deeper in the sadness,
but, it is not sadness, it's almost a sad numbness
and tar slowly takes over my body leaving a black thick layer over top of my porcelain exteroir.
it slowly takes over my whole body,
it's slowly getting worse.
it hurts.
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
has it ever rained blue so long you started to get used to it?
i've gotten caught in a blue flood and right then and there i had to learn to swim.
on my own.
i pulled my self to shore.
has it ever sun shined yellow and you didn't know how to think or act because you've been stuck in the blue rain for years?
i think thats when it becomes frighting,
when you feel more comfertable in the pouring rain
than do you in the yellow sunshine.
maybe thats when it floods black tar,
******* you deeper in the sadness,
but, it is not sadness, it's almost a sad numbness
and tar slowly takes over my body leaving a black thick layer over top of my porcelain exteroir.
it slowly takes over my whole body,
it's slowly getting worse.
it hurts.
do you understand my metaphors?
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