rose colored glasses
light shining through
all who look, though few,
are changed by the hueblack colored glasses
shadows in the sun
used by many, cheap
and drain light from the beautiful viewI bought both
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Poems of the lost
PoetryHere are some random poems I write when I feel like it. I hope you enjoy. p.s. the cover image isn't mine
greedy me
rose colored glasses
light shining through
all who look, though few,
are changed by the hueblack colored glasses
shadows in the sun
used by many, cheap
and drain light from the beautiful viewI bought both