The Color of Words

July 27, 2011
Red hot and boiling over
Whenever I talk to you.
See your face

Icy blue and hard
As another harsh word
Comes passing through your smirking lips

Black as coal
I feel it in every sentence
Every syllable

Throbbing and purple
Cover my very soul
As a reminder of you

Salty and clear
Threaten to escape
But I refuse to let you have the satisfaction

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careless-whisper said...
Nov. 22, 2011 at 7:33 pm
this is really good, i hate to say that i can relate to this but i can and that makes it really deep for me
TrueDreamer said...
Nov. 22, 2011 at 7:33 pm
I think this is a very nice poem you have tallent! <3
singingwriter14 replied...
Nov. 22, 2011 at 7:45 pm
Thank you guys so much! Means a lot :-)
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