Break down…

on

Dreams of colors

Colors shining away from horrors

The smoke of red blood hate

A synonym for mercy and fate

Beautiful contradictions we are

Take a sip from the purple haze

Stay near so we remain afar

We have nothing to embrace

I was there, waiting

Missing from the night’s neon talk

It’s hard to take a walk

Specifically when love is near… Shivering…

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