I want to lay underneath pink skies.
I want to have rose coloured eyes.
I want petals to fall on my lashes and in my hair.
I want to have no care.
I want to lay underneath pink skies.
I want to have rose coloured eyes.
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PoesíaAn original poetry collection about anxiety,love and grief.
Pink skies
I want to lay underneath pink skies.
I want to have rose coloured eyes.
I want petals to fall on my lashes and in my hair.
I want to have no care.
I want to lay underneath pink skies.
I want to have rose coloured eyes.