A melody fills the space
not a drop left empty.
Melancholy.
Sweet yet sour.
It blurs and fades...
Just as watercolors after a rain.
Twists and turns.
Falls.
But always returns by my side.
Beautiful joy.
Beautiful sadness.
A melody fills the space,
never a drop left empty.
not a drop left empty.
Melancholy.
Sweet yet sour.
It blurs and fades...
Just as watercolors after a rain.
Twists and turns.
Falls.
But always returns by my side.
Beautiful joy.
Beautiful sadness.
A melody fills the space,
never a drop left empty.
IMAdreamer
teamo14
torilutz8
Joshua.
Scribbler-of-Dreams
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