11994, Sour Coalition of Colors Posted by Decstar, Thu May-06-04 03:54 AM
words dance on my tongue, stressing moments when i was under testing, i try to shake mistakes off with motions of secret hawaiian lessons in search of a fairyland of happiness where i can put forever as my sessions, i daydream of blue suns and yellow clouds, green oceans just to wash my purple heart and black smiles, wash fractions of half my interactions that has lead me to now be incomplete with happiness and memories of what could've been or what should've been as now i bitterly taste stolen words of crooks that try to plague the stones of my brooks, but they foot their own mouths as they hold the same thoughts of those who want the truth and words that dance on my tongue before flying away like birds, i ponder how can i play the game of hearts looking out through broken windows of affection, dancing under clouds of sour tears as sweet wind blows, i lean against sorrow as i think back to where i once merged with many rainbows, but after the somewhat happiness, they get the rain, i get the bows, i get the friends, they get the foes, i suppose i should've repaired the severe blows, but instead i travel down different roads, now my journey in search of love has begun, side roads and short cuts were fun, i had deceiving moments with devoting components, followed rainbow contradictions with colors of fiction, now those same colors stain me as my past haunt me, i see beautiful figures from a distance but only my "hey"s are accepted by sanction, the futher i go, the more lost i become, traveling in search for affection
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