whites and greys,
dull and they ache,
for yin and yang,
is the story of mine,
with colours.
— i am colourblind.
YOU ARE READING
brown eyes yet grey skies
Poetrywhere the eyes stay awake, yet colour in them is asleep. · part one of woven shreds.
i
whites and greys,
dull and they ache,
for yin and yang,
is the story of mine,
with colours.
— i am colourblind.
