From Cinnamon and SandCastles:
It felt like home
A place filled with colors
Cinnamon like my skin
Obsidian like my heart
Sinking deeper in the ocean
Fighting to breathe
I was ready to give up
And die in peace
- Angel
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For Rose Tinted Minds
Poetry''Sometimes we wear glasses the color of rose, Our minds begin to hide things it already knows. '' Kurt James These poems are for the ones who love too hard, who fall too deep, even when it burns.
