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The Color of Words

Anger,
Red hot and boiling over
Whenever I talk to you.
See your face

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

Hate,
Black as coal
I feel it in every sentence
Every syllable

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

Tears,
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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