Reborn-RILEY ARMSTRONG

FEELS LIKE I’M LOST FOR THE WORDS EVEN WHEN HINTS SEEM TO CURL AT MY DOORSTEP IF I DRIVE AND LET THE NIGHT TIME REMIND ME HOW LUCKY I AM TO BE FREE MAYBE THE STARS ARE JUST PINHOLES IN A GIANT QUILT THE BRIGHTNESS LIES BEHIND IF I UNCOVER IT MAYBE THAT’S HOW I DEFINE REBORN LIKE AN OPEN SKY LIKE A WATER PLANE TO MY FOREST FIRE REBORN LIKE STAINGLASS IN THE SUN YOU SAVED MY LIFE FROM A COLORLESS ONE FROM A COLORLESS PAST YOU ASKED ME TO THE PAINT STORE MY, MY HOW THE TIME SEEMS TO FLY IN THE MOMENTS BEFORE SLEEP SHUTS MY EYES IF I STARE OUT THE WINDOW TO WHERE THE NIGHT PATIENTLY WAITS FOR THE DAY TO APPEAR AND THE DISTANT STORM IS SHOWING OFF LIGHTNING BOLTS INVENTING CRACKS IN THE SKY SO THE HEAVENS SHOW MAYBE THAT’S HOW YOU DEFINE REBORN LIKE AN OPEN SKY LIKE A WATER PLANE TO MY FOREST FIRE REBORN LIKE STAINGLASS IN THE SUN YOU SAVED MY LIFE FROM A COLORLESS ONE FROM A COLORLESS PAST YOU AKED ME TO THE PAINT STORE REBORN YEAH REBORN YEAH REBORN [[Category:Riley Armstrong]]

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