In this world full of soldiers
who would sacrifice more than them?
One who fill itself with my pain and sorrows
and one who gave me its color to borrow
When i had a lot to say
but no one beside me to listen anyway
I had the blank lines who would listen
I had the ink who never ditches
The white borrowed my emptiness to fill its spaces
and the black was never racist
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 3:49 AM UTC
In this world full of soldiers
who would sacrifice more than them?
One who fill itself with my pain and sorrows
and one who gave me its color to borrow
When i had a lot to say
but no one beside me to listen anyway
I had the blank lines who would listen
I had the ink who never ditches
The white borrowed my emptiness to fill its spaces
and the black was never racist