All My Love

A Boy With Roses

There is no more wine and the night is dull                                                                            

And I'm struggling to live up to my role                                                                    

My eyes are stars roaring                                                                                          

Bleeding nights in this standstill                                                                                                  

I would give you all my love if it meant you'd be happy                                              

But happiness is never guaranteed, and no one knows how bright                                  

Tomorrow's sun is going to be, so we sit clueless                                                                        

In this whirlwind of grey stains. 

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 1st, 2021 21:53
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  • Caring dove

    ‘ my eyes are stars roaring ‘
    I like your words )

    • A Boy With Roses

      Thanks Yellowrose. I didn't respond to my inbox because I read it and was drunk, ready to pass out, but I do think we're all a little invisible.



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