When I saw you for the first time
it was blue
you held me
it was red
you smiled
it was yellow and orange and all the colors
you left
it was black
and you came back
but the colors never reappeared
and now it's just
grey
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Hmm I wrote this in like 40 seconds, it's kind of a free writing experiment but I like it! How do you feel? :)
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Phantasm
PoetryPhantasm (noun) Something that only exists in someone's mind; an illusion. Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe so I write. And sometimes when I write, it's good. But yeah. Highest rank: #144 in Poetry (wow!!)
