It's always so grey
Around me everyday
Drowning in my routine
Seems to be the way to describe me
Counting dollar bills
Sleeping thanks to my dark pills
When you came
There was no living, just being
No colour to my sky
but, my happy little pil,
You brought colour to my life
You brought colour to my cheeks and body
Taking my hand, throwing me out
of cocaine black-out
Now it all seems so clear
As you're the sunshine to my sky
Pill that comes by everynight
However, you took me out
of the smoke filled house
and for that thank you,
my happy little pil
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Skin Deep (Poems by Franceska Krence)
ŞiirShe was the fire She was the rain She was a shelter In a raging hurricane
