Bluegreen complexion taught ‘round listless soul.
I guess you weren’t there to catch me.
Gray is the sky of my mind, blue out my sill.
Let’s sit down and tell each other the stories,
Omit the part with tears,
Note the laughs and kisses,
Grapple with the time frame.
Nodding off inside boxes of strange gazes
Only for ever, even off the train.
Where to place my eyes today?
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 12:07 AM UTC
Bluegreen complexion taught ‘round listless soul.
I guess you weren’t there to catch me.
Gray is the sky of my mind, blue out my sill.
Let’s sit down and tell each other the stories,
Omit the part with tears,
Note the laughs and kisses,
Grapple with the time frame.
Nodding off inside boxes of strange gazes
Only for ever, even off the train.
Where to place my eyes today?
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