Can’t penciled the light
Every shadow seems like a terrible blur
The world pixelated for your effect
My image distorted with euphoria

You’re eyeshine is lomo green
The forsaken heart is lomo wine
My storybook is lomo gray
And the sky is no more blue

That moment became sharp this time
Came back the shots almost faded out
Brush not the dust on old pics
Or you’ll see a monotone-colored me