Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
i used to love the lavender seas, i was craving the lies of the blue pictures clicked in my gallery, when the horizon met with the sun's aching need for a touch of the sea's fidelity, i was standing on a one-way road when i felt that orange sunset i heard about back at home, and that moment painted me ambrose.
we were a modern day winter lore, beautiful, but yet so cold- and i remember you to be a wind-chime gushing quietly out of my life, i felt homesick for the things i've learned to deny, i was seated in a long airplane aisle thinking i'm fleeing my world that once had-been, but all i saw were soft unmarked graves falling on each other's place, and the seven year old child in me knew something had changed.
the delicate flowers that you keep in your books to decorate died for being too beautiful for your sake, their fragrance lingers for a few days, until the mourning stench of a broken heart makes it fade, a celestial landscape is burning down as we speak, it was just too beautiful for one galaxy, but there are stars in this sky our city could never see, so i'll turn a blind eye & let them breathe in, the ensue of a life without Adam's children.
when innocence is just as much to blame, i see rainbows melting into clear water rain, and when strangers side-eye the seven year old crying child who has lost his way, it's a one-way road, no one waits, i didn't know this until it was too late, i was standing on a one-way road to a world that was burning ambrose.
