Dear Diary,
Its you who knows me o so well...
Have you ever seen such a perfect sight
When you see these shades of grey...
I hate valentines day
Because it reminds me of him in every way...
Ill smile and laugh,
And pretend I'm ok...
The walls still hold the echoes
of a nine-year-old’s despair...
Starlight leaks through clouds that weep,
While shadows crawl and silence creep...
It first started when in school
With her results from a test...
Today,
I'm resentful of the sun...
Scrambling for purpose,
Sinking further down, down...
Dead weather comes again in a dress
of clouds and ecstasy...
Daniel danced like Fred Astaire, sweeping
Ella, his breathless bride, up into his arms...
Collaboration written by Maple Tree and Robyn...
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