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TRAFFIC LIGHTS

It's a colourful vision focused in my sights.
Bound to the synergy from the traffic lights.
Beaming, Stop, go slow, now move, go ahead,
Follow your dreams until you lay cold and dead.
Sip your pain like it's a masterpiece of release.
Then dance away the negativity like a strip tease.

Rid yourself from the distrust of others dysfunctional,
Turn your back to another kind of art so beautiful.
Swim that ocean like a mermaid so free and pure.
Live your passion, no matter how extreme or obscure.
Kill your darlings so they canít drown you anymore.
find a place to bury them that is not deep in your core.

Focus your sights on the horizon of the ultimate goodbye,
From the fountain of youth, hold your lust deep within your lie.
Find somewhere thatís gorgeous, where you can call home.
On the side of the world, or with Dorothy over the rainbow.
Its a colourful road that winds deep within my vision of sight,
Confided by the acid, blinded by the colours of the traffic lights.
ChronicleSinner
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