There are greens in the blues,
browns in the frowns of everyone around
and thats okay
Lines are blurred
From errors occurred
By the universe’s strategic
Mind that keeps us combined.
All these fine lines.
All these fine lines.
Crossed and not defined
All the fine lines
We go with the flow
Take on our interruptions
Emotion first, all reasons second.
There are no guidelines
Mad in love with the surprise
Mushing together these separate lives.
That typically would never cross in their time.
Jordan Mahaney is an aspiring graphic designer and artist, currently finishing her biology degree at Acadia University.
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