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all was blue in his own room, upon a tasteless spoon

enough! with a faint cry for green, spurring - please come soon

feeling down low, deserted in this empty space - hardly lackless twas lacking vigor

upon the discomforts of this tumultuous world, words called upon inner feelings - rarely satiated

royal purple found you cover, you saw me - caught within a glancing stare

another day perhaps,  laughing as we talked - you left me entranced

the reds fading slowly into fear, of the one who used to call me dear - she desires blood and none less, what a mess

the look in her eyes today made me forget that pain, and left me paralyzed in a fine way - unabated yet now succombed to a malaise

like orange marigolds in a warm summers breeze, satisfied in delight - how I connected with your eyes 

violet dreams led to better things on the whims of a kiss, alas my dreams all seem the same - washed away by a hand of confusion

flames stirring, as the whirring of the doves awakens me from this undercast technicolor dream, pettycoat officers smashing and dashing away

walking the streets with your alien feet, your lips move when talking - but it's not you who speaks

with passion stirring in members unblurring, see now that you've hidden

spirits don't lie...

always despised and mistaken, finds now that it's you who's mistaken

taken upon me for a fool, well that's just swell now isn't it - tears now pooling, and a slight woo for release

yet somehow relenting, sore from the roads now cementing - a most spledid setting, like the bating of a hawk

finds he the strength, upon my blanket... surrender to the daize, i may -- your smile caught me offguard today