It's not even a shadow
of a forum
that once held a soul.
No, long gone is that
into a pile of disturbing
emotions mixed with so many colors.
Black i say, Then red.
Blue the object of distrust
and white....pale and almost unseen.
Blinding to the already blind eye,
with a flash of dignity
covered by shamless tounges.
Words, So simply
displaced upon the ear
and hatefuly heard.
While singing, Bolding in the distance
is a voice of no one,
a ghost of a forumer soul.
of a forum
that once held a soul.
No, long gone is that
into a pile of disturbing
emotions mixed with so many colors.
Black i say, Then red.
Blue the object of distrust
and white....pale and almost unseen.
Blinding to the already blind eye,
with a flash of dignity
covered by shamless tounges.
Words, So simply
displaced upon the ear
and hatefuly heard.
While singing, Bolding in the distance
is a voice of no one,
a ghost of a forumer soul.
it's beautiful, but so sad... that's why i didn't comment on it before; how do you respond to something like that?
