Silence is
the Worst part Of it All
To hear your voice on the voicemail
When ever I call
Everything was beautiful and days were happy
Can't put ur arms around a memory
But if I could I'd be holding you
YOU ARE READING
Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
