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Red
Contributed by
Syncoplesque
on
Thursday, 24th November 2011 @ 04:08:06 PM in AEST
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I half shudder to breathe near you in fear that you will not understand the need
And condemn me to suffer as you please
With symphonies ready to waterfall at the drop of a pin,
Just to help you forget a moment the chaos you are
In
I half shudder to think of you in ways deemed 'badly',
For fear of your heavy hands falling madly at my chest,
Beating the meaning from my breasts
With beacons of light ready to suffer at the drop of all consequence
Just to help you forget a moment all the wars you are
In
Copyright ©
Syncoplesque
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2011-11-24 16:08:06]
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Re: Red
(User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on
Sunday, 27th November 2011 @ 04:39:22 PM AEST
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Purple is a color that sends me into
a rage and causes nauseating sickness
during Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome
in dreams mostly. But I have awaken to
actual holes in the walls and doors and
broken windows and even broken hands
and fingers, to which I have no memory of!
I Didn't know before this that a thing as simple
as a specific color can have such a profound impact
on a life. Bet you didn't either until you wrote RED!
Blessings,
Rob |
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