Green met blue
When every heartbeat mattered
Green met blue
Above the ground never felt better
Strangers fell and fell apart
Drizzled down, invisible scars
No hearts, no butterflys but love
We couldn't be we fell apart
Unexplainable, irrestible
Dagger and rose they couldn't be both
Learning how to breathe
Learning how to fly without the butterfly
Learning how to be without love.
Learning how to survive these painful feelings that I can see when your eyes meet mine
When green meets blue
Knowing we will never fly together like we used to.
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Scherbensturm
Poetry"Manche Gedanken sind wie Glasscherben im Mund. Wenn du schweigst, tut es weh und wenn du redest, fängt es an zu bluten." Weil manches einfach raus muss, damit mein Kopf nicht berstet. Weil manche Gedanken unvollständig sind, und unperfekt, wie Sche...
