Fire while its Raining

KickingKek363

CO

13 years old

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  • life at its best

    I wake and hear the pounding of rain on the roof

    A type of giddiness fills my stomach,

    My lips turn into a smile,

    And I snuggle deeper under my comforter

     

    For the first time in a while,

  • eyes of blue

    8:07 pm

    i cannot fathom why i suffer

    while these brown eyes stare back at me

    i press my fingers to my reflection

    the mirror is so cold.

    "why can't i have eyes the color of the sky?"

    i whisper to myself,