In moments when time seems infinite
and reality is the beating of voices
between lost souls
In moments when grays bloom into whites
and smiles transform into embraces
from heart to heart
There are these moments that will never wither
never fade from the colors of our eyes
as the ticking goes by
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 12:02 AM UTC
In moments when time seems infinite
and reality is the beating of voices
between lost souls
In moments when grays bloom into whites
and smiles transform into embraces
from heart to heart
There are these moments that will never wither
never fade from the colors of our eyes
as the ticking goes by
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