color of life
Were life to shine with every hue
Colors strained to the point of breaking
Find thee my friend the love thy seeking
That time forever be spent frolicking
Whither there be one straight and true
Whose heart and soul doth dedicate to you
Winter doth he chase away with spring
That thy life be colored a beautiful thing
Hither comes and whither goes
Thy heart and soul but the shell of a ghost
Weeping and crying thy seeketh bliss
Climb thy shall to the peak of release
An end to find from thy endless morose
Wrapped and bleeding upon the thorns of a rose
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