The Painting Of My Misery
Its crazy how beautifully but carefully you painted my misery,
I wish I knew your colours.
My scars were your canvas,
my tears were your shades!
amazing how utterly I was consumed by your hatered,
yet when someone asked,
I called us "lovers".
I wish I knew your colours.
My scars were your canvas,
my tears were your shades!
amazing how utterly I was consumed by your hatered,
yet when someone asked,
I called us "lovers".