1/14/20
feilds of flowers
held with solid colors
dreams of colors
I'm color blind
I wish
I pray
I dream
I'm dead
sweet roses
pressed against my lips
falling and falling
flowers
dry and dry
till they crumble into dust
dreams blown away
till I close my eyes and dissapere
held with solid colors
dreams of colors
I'm color blind
I wish
I pray
I dream
I'm dead
sweet roses
pressed against my lips
falling and falling
flowers
dry and dry
till they crumble into dust
dreams blown away
till I close my eyes and dissapere