There's a flower in my garden
I say something about our hearts
And how they're always going to tear apart
We both know why and where they tear and we mark the spot
But while I chose to drown this love in the Nile
She seems to have caught on fire and I guess she's senile
I know torn up hearts forget quickly
But just for a minute couldn't she bear to stick with me ?
I hear them laugh about flying cats and fairy queens
Cause apparently purple - grey = grey + pink
I can't help it if there are alligators everywhere
I can't help the fact that, of their snakeries , I was unaware
I can't help the hostility, hypocrisy, the treachery
I can't help the jealousy, sour irony, all the secrecy
I can't help the lack of loyalty, insincerity
They ruin my nights and keep me from having sweeter dreams
Worse part is they'll never know that nothing here is as it seems
Blue + yellow = green
Yellow + red = orange
Red + white = pink
But pink and grey will only break pink's heart
And maybe mine too.
Has it ever hurt this much to be out of the equation ?
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winter colors
Poetry"I first saw you on a September day Made me feel things I wish I'd never felt Too often, you took my breath away. Then came the winter, cold, lonely and hopeless, too Grey, a color I despised before you A color I hated after you." winter colors II...
