Scribbles.A shade less-gray for a life.
A blue in the eyes of another.
A red in the sky above.
A drip from the raindrop, lemon.
A card left out to lime.
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Shoreline.sand grit pours over the ruined times of our lives leaving us all hereShoreline.
to bask in the glow of another so slow day, stand with me.
oh the glowing one for another wave, sand and salt pouring over wine.
Blank, white shorelines oh another ruined life, wasted in ecstacy.
on the shorelines another one falls down and laughs at the waves,
and how could we escape when we don't ever ever want to and we don't want to stop dreaming.
Tell the moon I said to come when I call to rise, raise the tid
by ~jasonstevens1
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