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moncherie
moncherieCommunity member
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You are like the colour green to me loud and fake but despite it you are someone's else's favrioute colour . How do I tell them that you are like a rainfall, a rainfall that pours just before a storm .The kind of cold breeze that feel good once and then you seep through and finds the lungs first.

Hulk

You are like the colour green to me loud and fake but despite it you are someone's else's favrioute colour .

How do I tell them that you are like a rainfall, a rainfall that pours just before a storm .The kind of cold breeze that feel good once and then you seep through and finds the lungs first.

You are like a sleep that sick people take. You dont take lives,you ruin it. But I still, i still remember the day when I thought green was good, green and I would look good together.

I thought green liked me too. Rainfall only made me love green more and more .I would let the cold breeze knock me out , head first without any doubt.

I would always sleep ,always just so I can dream about you , through the shambles of my ruins sometimes I wonder how could I forget it was all along the colour of your nature too,

isnt it suppose to be wild and unforgiving and always end what it started .

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