No such thing as colour in my world
It's all black and white around
with dark clouds of negativity revolving
above me
No one to remove the ice from my heart
I was never used to things that let me go
I held on to people
I expressed too much
I never knew they'd all leave
like a passing wind of promising damage
they let my hand go
they left me to fall
they've all gone away
and here in pieces I lay
©azhie_jaan
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