Making up problems that dont exist.

MichealzCool

Posted on: Jan 16, 2023

About 3 years ago

Why do I let myself dream like this?
We're floating away, my body's in space
We are going home...

Missing pieces of my skull
I'll sew on patches of my own soul
There's nothing you or I can do, so let the stars fall
'Cause from up here the sky is my thoughts
And we're all so small......

Meteor shower.
Quick, take cover!
But the hues in our hair compliment one another..
I'd sell my own bones for sapphire stones..
'Cause blue's your favorite color.....

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