The grass is black, the sky is grey, the building are white, with no light or even a piece of hay , but even since I saw you, I see different, I see colour, you eyes are brown, your hair is black, I see you, you see me, I don't know what it is, but you are colour, the person of life , the person of my dreams.
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2 comments:
YAY i love this poem! it's so awesome! Great job Aven! ~~
k this was a good poem but you need a new post xD
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