8may2021 10:57p.m.
the sky strikes to you as blue,
my eyes strikes the pink,
not so dark, not so bright,
rather mysterious,
clouds of curiousness all over
that when you roll your eyes
against the ground,
it makes you...
my eyes strikes the pink,
not so dark, not so bright,
rather mysterious,
clouds of curiousness all over
that when you roll your eyes
against the ground,
it makes you...