one hundred forty

July 9, 2015 - 2:23 am
I wish I could see your silhouette
Painted across the canvas of my bed.
The street lights ressurect
The light that has faded.
Like the night, my eyes get darker yet
All the things I've seen on the internet
Sometimes I wish I could disconnect
From life and let the thoughts in my head
Run wild instead
Of caging them.
- (m.m)
Okay so the message to this changed as the poem went on but im actually really happy right now. Like I just can't. Im so happy. Also thanks for 1.79k views love you xoxo

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