i see shades of lavender.
things are not perfect but they are surprisingly okay. the skies are beautiful watercolors and my smile is real.
darker shades of plum loom with my exhaustion and tears, but the lighter purples make up the majority of the canvas for now.
i know the darker shades will eventually take over, but for now i want to enjoy the lavender. my time here is fleeting and i want to bask in the lightness of the color.
lavender is all i really want.
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exhale
Poetry"can i exhale for a minute? can i get this out in the open?" a collection of feelings molded into mediocre poems
