
In black and white
They see the world,
They just see things
As they were told.
Unspoken colors
Instead I see,
And most shades of gray
That reflect in the sea.
Who likes to fear,
And who likes to mend?
Some days I’m a spear,
And some days I’m a friend.
The dichotomy between good and… not so good that dwells in all of us. I agree, though, that one has to be a spear sometimes.
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Limits and boundaries unnatural, while some are natural. 😀 And a friend, sometimes.
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I assumed that you were a friend all the time and a spear only sometimes. 🙂
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Ahahahahhh! Well, nicely put. Might be even so.
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Cât de multe spun aceste puţine cuvinte! Da, asta e viaţa şi aşa e percepută. Foarte interesantă ideea “They just see things as they were told”!
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Pai cam asa e… 🙂
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Dileme shakespeariene cu final fără dubii ❤ ultimele două versuri mi-au adus aminte de Come as you are, o piesă în topul meu… 🙂
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Multumesc! Si mie imi place foarte tare aceasta piesa. ❤
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😍😍
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❤ ❤ ❤
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