red, gold, orange, pink, blue
just give me a reason
love, you know, my colors all still
change like the seasons
in my mind, every little thought
is all high treason
so i pry apart this world for some
small truth to believe in
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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride
