Lavender dreams blur the outlines
One step and I'll be lost forever
Broken glasses, different feelings
A certain stench of sympathy
The ocean violet blue.
I'm put in awe of something
So flawed and free, grey skies
Only moving faster, no time to lean
I hate the beach, still I stand
With sandy toes and hands full of silver strings.
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Inspired from sweater weather by The Neighborhood
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Poesía"Walk around the halls, What do you hear Is it the murmurs, or the snickers? It's just what you fear." "Push me into the darkness, I just escaped. Take me up there, I'll have my sins paid." "Bare-handed I roam, Was silly to believe solitude existed...
