The Illusion

by what living does   Feb 5, 2011


Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

One day we'll stroll down that dark avenue.

It's Red against Red,

And Blue against Blue,

It's I against I,

And Me against You.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Living like this we were already dead.

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