skies so blue
scars so dull
life’s wild
love so cold
textured sun
within my mind-
shield:
every time a
big lost
fight to the
end — takes
both my hands
frown
forgiven
smiles
bring the
sun.
:: 08.19.2020 ::
skies so blue
scars so dull
life’s wild
love so cold
textured sun
within my mind-
shield:
every time a
big lost
fight to the
end — takes
both my hands
frown
forgiven
smiles
bring the
sun.
:: 08.19.2020 ::
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