I think they're green...
Why can't I remember?
How could I forget?
I think they're green...
Wake up, look at me
Please wake up..Please
I think they're green
Velvet Emerald galaxies
Where time has no meaning
I think they're green
Summer painted leaves
Fallen on freshly washed white sheets
I think they're green
Though memories deceive
In the picture she blinked
I think they're green
I wonder what they see
At this very second
I wonder if she remembers
The colour mine use to be.
- Author: Edthepoet ( Offline)
- Published: January 25th, 2018 19:56
- Category: Unclassified
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