“Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see.”
Monday, November 5, 2012
Bloom
My body is your garden, my chest the deep rich soil.
You planted seeds in my heart.
They continue to grow..some days I just wish they would wilt.
Instead they grow
and bloom
and bloom
and bloom
into painfully beautiful flowers.
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