Blue Is a Pluvious Color

He said remember me by the shape of my laugh but I rarely saw a smile climbing upon his image left with no choice than wrap those rare moments seized with Polaroid seconds I'm ordering them not to wear blue faces as that was the only color he didn't want to follow him consider it done I'll lineup macarons in every tone is possible to imagine I'll spread gummy bears all over that wooden plate which holds your body so you can finally perceive how it feels lying on the rainbow yes I'll pare down those blue shades so that even rainbow cognises how does it feel being left ripped and no there will be no rain