Fleeting as bubbles bouncing across the sky
Warping the world into a crazy spiral of distorted hues and shades
We float as if spreading infinite wings
We dance with trivial tunes
We looped broken promises
Around and around
Lacing them into our pinkies
As feelings minutely pop
Leaving not a trace
Of neither you
nor me
Or our playful memories
|10:23|May 7, 2016|
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