Break my foundation with your hand.
I want my paint to be sand.
So I can lunge into the crevices
While you plunge back with nemesis.
Some won't see me.
Some will flee me,
But I will always be a step ahead
Giving a path for the dead.
I want my paint to be sand.
Some won't see me.
So I can lunge into the crevices.
Break my foundation with your hand.
Some will flee me,
But I will always be a step ahead.
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Midnight Blue
PoetryA midnight blue that becomes a blue midnight... ━ Highest rank: #1 - darkpoetry, #1 - darkpoems Cover Design: Mist Bishop ┃ W MistElix-ir15
