Wednesday 26 December 2018

Picture of You

Walking past the harrowed trees
 Stuck in a camouflaged dream, can’t get out
Tales about miseries
Remorse, abdication and silver tears 

And I’m grieving alone 
Trying to hide from the rogue that breeds 
Fading away in the lights
Looking for a life that leads to you

And I’m bound to look at winter clouds 
To find a ray of another you 
 I cried to the pines that strayed behind
As I drew a picture of you

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