I can't breathe in this smoke.
Ignited by the flames of hope.
Delusional, I'm crying out loud.
Illusional, I'm falling in the crowd.
My mind is a heavy tragedy.
Drawn by a bitter sweet melody.
I'm hiding myself in a black and white frame.
I'm hiding myself in my colourless shame.
I can never escape.
It's all too late.
Your love is blinding, making me trip.
Your love is slowly, slowly, choking me with its grip.
Colours flash everywhere.
Then everything still me with fear.
Everything clouds my sight.
Because it's all black and white.
A/N: 💕💕
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The Ink Of Hearts.
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