December 9, 2008

I see the world through flashes of color

Static on my sweater, an omniscient silver

A dog catching frisbee, neon orange

An empty alleyway, a cool blue

Someone frantically screaming in the distance, bright emerald

Sometimes the color’s seep into each other

And one becomes unrecognizable from another

I then become lost, Lost within all the glorious colour

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