I think I died three months ago
When the sun kissed the earth goodbye
Cause my mind hasn't spoke ever since
And my lips have been shut dry
Ever since the trees have been stripped of their beauty well so have I
The cold wind blows against me and my cold soul This may all be the reason why
Three months ago I felt alive
I Fell in love with a soul so blue
He had arms like waves that swallowed me whole and so I became blue too
He grew flowers all around me
But the cold wind has murdered them dry
And now this blue soul has left, left without a goodbye
©2013
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