Cars...highway...people
noise ...environment dying
Color Green ...the peace...
toxic waste ..fumes or perfumes?
I close my eyes ...
imagination..the perfect World
tears in his eyes ...
a small tiny green frog
As if a fairy tale reborn
looking in her eyes to see
any sign of pure thoughts
word called love evergreen
Tiny voice simple song
of melancholic loneliness
but peace in his voice
melting her cold heart
Each tear in his eyes ..
like a shining start
someone to be there
to turn him back..
to someone he never was....
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