Blue as
the navy shadows
chasing your disappearing
figure and leaving me
in the grips of
what can only be
called...
Gray as
the clouds above me
disobliging,
pressing like blood
in veins
I feel no
cleansing rain,
only impending;
Red as
regret
as the hate
laced with love chasing
my sorrow and
tinting the world
with too much
passion of...
Black as
the words I cry
alone in my head
with too many thoughts
and questions
and old wounds
for me to-
Dead as
us.
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