All I see when I look at the skies
Is purple stars
They feel so nice,
When the bright side meets my eyes.
All I feel is now outside
I screamed it out last night when I was alone,
Singing old songs trying to sound right
All the feelings stop!
You come to my mind
And the songs that once gave life to my empy room
Die.
A piece of me is lost,
I reward the one who finds it
I don't even remember the last time it was with me
Maybe when I was born
Or when we first kissed.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
All I see when I look at the skies
Is purple stars
They feel so nice,
When the bright side meets my eyes.
All I feel is now outside
I screamed it out last night when I was alone,
Singing old songs trying to sound right
All the feelings stop!
You come to my mind
And the songs that once gave life to my empy room
Die.
A piece of me is lost,
I reward the one who finds it
I don't even remember the last time it was with me
Maybe when I was born
Or when we first kissed.
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