"BBPR"

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Kinda forgot that this existed... Hah

(Wrote this one in Summer?)

Blue black pink red,

The colours she saw were none, but of dread.

Blue black pink red,

Her eyes were as dark as an astral bed,

With no stars to support her unstable head.

Blue black pink red,

The walls grew more narrow from the time that she had tread.

Blue black pink red,

She had so much to say, but spoken unsaid.

Blue black pink red,

Her nightmares that taunted her would come to an end.

And as she lay there, she smiled.

"For I would be from this awful inquire,

That my wishes would thrive,

And I'd have my desires.

All I have to do is close my eyes."

And as she had spoken,

Or as she had said,

She closed her eyes gently,

And waited to be dead.

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