Nostalgia

raining outsideas I writing thisis wet everywheredeep insidewaves break the wallnothing really happens at all your favourite colouris covers something in meunited with my bloodyou can never seemy favourite colouris always your eyeswish there is much less to criesand now I’m coldhave no one to hold although rain turninto drizzle but stillI keep myself learnnotContinue reading “Nostalgia”

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