puzzles incomplete,
slowly, like roses we wilt
each other's happiness we deplete
as we feed off each other's gray skies and fluttering butterflies.
after all,
we're just both wilting sunflowers bathing in fresh sunlight.
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC
puzzles incomplete,
slowly, like roses we wilt
each other's happiness we deplete
as we feed off each other's gray skies and fluttering butterflies.
after all,
we're just both wilting sunflowers bathing in fresh sunlight.
be my sunlight.
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