"I'm doing a drawing damn you"
A thought I've never had
It was always a chore to draw
I hear a strange sound
rippling the silence
In severed dreams
rainbows implode and disappear
Into the ghostly rose
of some forgetful purity
that keeps awake the world
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2 comments:
Keeps the world alive, the soul too.
Very pretty. I love those last two lines❤️
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