Colours 26/01/2020
Your eyes are painted
In a colour unknown to me
I've never encountered such
The warmest colour in this cruel world
Let's write down love
And your colour, compassion
Not saying this out of exaggeration
But teach me, show mr your colours
Unlike you, I am desaturated
Once filled with the warmest
Now drained, my colours are dull
Fear, anxiousness, disgust— these are mine
Grace, elegance, peace— yours
You view the world
Through a pink hue
Oh how I would love to be you
They adore your brightness
While they scowl at my darkness
I put on a mask
To face another day
But wait, there's one more colour
The colour of emptiness
Show me how to love again
I want to try
But I'm afraid
Beacuse I might die
Their literary knives
Slice my throat again
Please, use your warm colours
Protect both of our lives
A. E. S
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