the way colors can changeA Poem by kyleeplease read and review !! it would mean so much
Long nights have changed the way i see colors. The longer i stare at the paintings on my walls and the trees outside, they begin to blur. A once beautiful blue sky becomes a dull expanse. The once bright red of my bed sheets is turning to rust. When you think of dull existences surrounded by a plethora of beauty it becomes hard to breathe. Rather than tune out the long thoughts, my mind dimmed the beauty surrounding me. There are no longer warm honey colored eyes to look into, only a deep, sad brown.
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Added on May 19, 2016 Last Updated on May 19, 2016 |

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