Counting Your Breaths
"It was always green, as green as the color of the grass you layed upon as you swallowed hard on the aching words of grief that consumed your very heart and soul, yes it was always green, but it was never blue." ...
"It was always green, as green as the color of the grass you layed upon as you swallowed hard on the aching words of grief that consumed your very heart and soul, yes it was always green, but it was never blue." ...