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The Color Red / Promised Pain
A whisper the size of a pea
 The tone of a piano key
 So quiet so abrupt
 Like a stop sign he sees at the last second
 Remember when, remember when he cried
 When she cried and they cried and everyone cried
 As the whisper reaches the next person
 More and more tears fall
 They escape silently and they fall quickly with heaviness
 That same stop sign, which you almost missed – he thinks – 
 The same stupid stop sign
 Please promise that everything will be okay
 Remind him red draws blood, red signs red blood
 Red ride in his red car and the red stop sign
 And the red blood from his little boy
 He hates the color red he hates it
 He hates it he hates this
 
 No matter how fast he goes
 It’s not going to take the pain away
 Pain promises that memories are forever
 Pain 
 Did he feel pain
 Did he feel his bones crush, crunch under the car
 Does he hear, does he hear his father as he screams his name
 As he screams his lungs of love
 Does his son hear him
 Does he know he will never forget
 Someday, someday
 Never will he forget, but someday, 
 He will forgive
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