Chapter 76 of 140

colourless

veins ✔42 words~1 min read

24.

the city sky is all rumbling clouds

and the colour drains from the air;

streams down isolated tar roads

and pours into sewer grates and gutters

these are the streets of my thoughts;

welcome to my black and white mind

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