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Roses are red, fresh blood is redder
I really like this, but you like that better
I cannot compete, it does not commute
Wish this would complete, wish I was immune

I wonder why
Why the blue is sky
Why the green is grass
the see through glass
The pain is dark, the light not pain
Explanation please, do not refrain

When I see red I think of fire, of love and the heat of true desire,
The Blue makes me sad, the violets fading, true love gone,  only degrading
Green is nature, everywhere. The grass, the trees, the thought to care
I dream in color and see in shades, its everywhere, But eventually fades

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