Wooden Eye
The eye is open
sounding, touchy...
I run my fingers through the strings
the wooden eye stares at my soul
and cries the colors
every color sounds of my pains
I plug and amplify my pains for you!
© dUlloa
sounding, touchy...
I run my fingers through the strings
the wooden eye stares at my soul
and cries the colors
every color sounds of my pains
I plug and amplify my pains for you!
© dUlloa