Tumultuous Archived
Black and blue memories turn to sunset;
All of the craziness that we’ve survived,
it’s like I’ve been branded by our secret;
So many roller coasters we just thrived,
as long as we rode down them together;
The tumultuous my heart has archived;
We aren’t exactly birds of a feather,
but two sets of wings still fly parallel;
Painting the sky in all types of weather;
My body reflects that rock solid spell,
those faded colors now a rebel yell.
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