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The Colours of my Wings!
I tried to bury them 6 feet under
But a skeleton tries to grasp
A grey satin gown, a subtle shade of grey I see
The colour of infidelity
Hidden in the shadows are ghosts of the present
They follow me with every dimming of the light
They follow me even when I am with him
I tried to burn them to ashes
But like a phoenix they rise
A black box, a deathly black I see
The colour of murder
His screams of fear, the fears of man
They ring in my ears constantly
I see them every time I light a match
I tried to colour the rose black
But the thorns kept on pricking
A purple colour, blood of purple colour I see
The colour of betrayal
She cried, I heard her cries and chose to pretend
Her sorrow I chose to ignore
But I see bloody knife on her lifeless body
But a skeleton tries to grasp
A grey satin gown, a subtle shade of grey I see
The colour of infidelity
Hidden in the shadows are ghosts of the present
They follow me with every dimming of the light
They follow me even when I am with him
I tried to burn them to ashes
But like a phoenix they rise
A black box, a deathly black I see
The colour of murder
His screams of fear, the fears of man
They ring in my ears constantly
I see them every time I light a match
I tried to colour the rose black
But the thorns kept on pricking
A purple colour, blood of purple colour I see
The colour of betrayal
She cried, I heard her cries and chose to pretend
Her sorrow I chose to ignore
But I see bloody knife on her lifeless body
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