I Write Poetry
There is no black and white,
Just shades of grey.
The only other main colors are blue for the beautifully untouched skies above.
And red for the blood that has been spilt on every inch of every step we've walked at one point or another...
Just shades of grey.
The only other main colors are blue for the beautifully untouched skies above.
And red for the blood that has been spilt on every inch of every step we've walked at one point or another...