When I am overjoyed,
you are cloyed,
and when I am crestfallen,
you cannot help but be the opposite of befallen,
so perhaps my appalled fall will be your above all
once and for all.
ČTEŠ
Bleeding Blue
PoezieI do not see color anymore. I cannot love no more. I don't think I want to live furthermore. Genre: Poetry
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When I am overjoyed,
you are cloyed,
and when I am crestfallen,
you cannot help but be the opposite of befallen,
so perhaps my appalled fall will be your above all
once and for all.
