#selfechoing
Missing the old hues,
fades through use,
bottom's up
and never down,
got no branches to hold,
please let me know when it is not cold
this was not about one ***
that breaks someone's heart too low
above all the rainbows in the town,
it was hard to left your soul behind
knowing all the memories were left unkind,
maybe part of it blown my mind,
wishing tears were buried inside the eyes,
til time went old, now I shred and choose to be blind
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 7:11 AM UTC