You’ve let me in,
I’ve seen you in good times and your bad times;
You’ve seen me in mine.
But please I’d color you in if you’d let me;
To see past all the blurred lines and grey skies.
Take my hand and we can mix ourselves and find peace in our bodies and minds. You’ve touched my soul
And a piece of you fits right into mine.
I memorized the way your eyes look into mine;
Straight through me, as if I were glass.
Yet you push me away as I try to find out what blackens you in this sphere we live in; Evading my concerns and questions,
You fill my head with general lines.
How I wish we can stop time, and have this moment.
For I’d do anything to bring back the colors you see in my eyes.
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