fairycatsupremacy

i am leaving once again good bye

dinaissocool

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
          And sorry I could not travel both
          And be one traveler, long I stood
          And looked down one as far as I could
          To where it bent in the undergrowth;
          
          Then took the other, as just as fair,
          And having perhaps the better claim,
          Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
          Though as for that the passing there
          Had worn them really about the same,
          
          And both that morning equally lay
          In leaves no step had trodden black.
          Oh, I kept the first for another day!
          Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
          I doubted if I should ever come back.
          
          I shall be telling this with a sigh
          Somewhere ages and ages hence:
          Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
          I took the one less traveled by,
          And that has made all the difference.

fairycatsupremacy

but how can a wood, be yellow?
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fairycatsupremacy

two roads diverged in a yellow wood
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dinaissocool

lover of sunrises, flowers and dorian