Stumbling into a perpetual state of exhaustion,
I rub my eyes from which fatigue is metaphorically spilling
and I stumble into a galaxy of captivating swirls
and bizarre colour collisions.
A whole new universe of irregular shapes
and rotatory walls.
A majestic planet
consisting of only unfamiliar colour spectrums.
Nice colour spectrums,
but unfamiliar colour spectrums.
And that
is how I feel
when I am with you.
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 6:24 PM UTC
Stumbling into a perpetual state of exhaustion,
I rub my eyes from which fatigue is metaphorically spilling
and I stumble into a galaxy of captivating swirls
and bizarre colour collisions.
A whole new universe of irregular shapes
and rotatory walls.
A majestic planet
consisting of only unfamiliar colour spectrums.
Nice colour spectrums,
but unfamiliar colour spectrums.
And that
is how I feel
when I am with you.
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