In a blink of an eye
Colourful memories comfort my shattered dreams
Grey clouded skies,
Frostbite on my fingertips,teary red eyes.
"I've tasted death, bitter it tastes but sweet was the thrill in it"
Dedicated to:
Kauanny Viana
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Roses of Sharon
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