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COLOUR
I'll colour you my
Favorite
Walk about without
Movement
And kiss not in dreams
A dictionary
Of words
To describe the hates
Of someone who loves
What me
Not the forgotten
Your illness must be
Terminally sweet
You are
A dream
Your intoxicant
Fumes flame
A passion for the
Sterile canvases
Paint the hair boy cool
Slipper footed blue
The subconscious wants
What reality
Forgets
Now turn it around
This time use ashes
Of the heart burned in
Empty lovelessness
What me
Could I
Colour you
My favorite
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