Wash me away
All colors fade to grey
to match the sky
As listless clouds mourn
the days past
I mourn today
Wash your heart clean
All memories of me
have gone by
As wishes for more days
like days past
are now something cheap
Do I feel how you feel
or how you make me feel?
Or is there a difference?
Does the other side of the mirror
think itself independent,
unique in existence?
Consistent
in pretending
like stories have endings
I wash away
And all colors fade to grey
About the Creator
Justin Carol
Author, poet, songwriter, and thinker of strange thoughts.
Creation is the addiction.
If you spend enough time with my words, you will know who I am.
www.justincarol.com
Social Media: @theJustinCarol
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