Realize the last colour,Realize and wake up
Before you reach the day
That you can't wake up anymore
And see the sunlight anymore.
There'll be a day that,you'll cry until your eyes bleed
just to come back from death and that's the only reach
to come back to the life to breath and breath only one minute
but in then you'll know there's no coming back to reach
even if you don't feel after,death but you'll feel before the fluster
and you know is time to separate and you'll feel it like a fleet
and if the death doesn't come to you it'll reach at least to someone else
you can't run you can't hide no matter how hard you tried
you can't see it,it'll hit when you're prepuce or,it hit you when you eat
and no matter how hard you cry it'll stay the only reach
all the joys you lived for
all the joys you lived with
all the joys you gave
and all the joys you took
it'll Gather in your gorge in only one fleet
and you'll know by then how lamentable that life were
and what the people aren't aware of
How a smart human can't realize
What im having right now
Then I knew that's the end
No more love
No more joy
No more life
No more comforts from families
It all Got me to astray,To seek while I lived
And to peek while Im dead
If I didn't get enough of life,In such a long time
If family and everyone forget me
In such a short time
Then why I loved that life
And i want it two times
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The last colour
No FicciónThe goal isn't to make people depressed the truth itself is depressing Find your last colour and seek in your way because any way, not all the ways are true.