Painting

by the one you forgot   Nov 15, 2005


Don't you get it?
These feelins are out of our control-
Out of my control.
The blood- it's red as it leaks out of my body.
And has the sun ever been so yellow?
Painting my world into colors
On my very last day.
On my very last summer-
This blood red summer.

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