Bring it on, he who said, it is blind and so profound.. So radius that your heart becomes like a compound.. forms with molecules of particles from the ground.. that creates existence which cant easily be found. Bring, bring with you, fhe calm, the sweets, and the wild. Not those that you have had since you were once child, the onethat emancipates your thirst so queer and mild, so come, yes come to me quick with your pleasent smile. The reds they are still in style, almost everyone love them too. The pinks reflects the young I once read, but according to who?
The blues I am told, bring sadness to one’s soul, that’s an adieu, so the only color that’s left is fhe one coming straight from you.
I am waiting, I am expecting something peculiar, something new, something beauteous, that’s hard to find despite what one will do, one that will captivate the very breath that I own, like a teleview.
Iam waiting for one that’s invisible to others but clear to me.
The blues I am told, bring sadness to one’s soul, that’s an adieu, so the only color that’s left is fhe one coming straight from you.
I am waiting, I am expecting something peculiar, something new, something beauteous, that’s hard to find despite what one will do, one that will captivate the very breath that I own, like a teleview.
Iam waiting for one that’s invisible to others but clear to me.
©shailla’z diary
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