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Black

Pink, purple, white, blue, green, gray, red.
Then the color people mistakenly associate with mean.
Black.......
BLACK
......I'll be right back
I'll renew your name to its proper tact.
I'll do what your name does for a fact
But before so
Let us think
On the color pink
Anyone ever tell you how lovely you look in the color pink?
Of course!
And I'm fairly sure during their discourse
you begin to realize love is the source
But instead we blend pink
with a commonly known stink
Called discrimination
by genders name Why feminine?
Doesn't anyone realize how strong love is?
And heavens no not masculine.
Because love weakens as soon as it begins.
No division
No stamp
Leave the separation
to the ending revelation
And keep pink in all our recreation
Love
Next evaluation?
War is begun after one side chooses
And however it begins
In The end someone looses
But lets put a color on the minds
Of those that struggle with the divine
Purple.
The impulse of the heart
Usually where most wars start
Is just like a soldier that blows his top
because he cannot take the pressure
The heart is held under the same measures
Look at the color of the vessels that burst.
Same as the soldiers who break down in curt
Purples
impulses
Result in no worth
It results in white
And anyone thinking prejudicially
You are trite
No worth does not mean worthless
But I digress
That
I just wanted to stress
That The meaning of empty
Is simply less
White can be more
Good or evil
The same way pure
can be tainted or increased
Left or right
Up or down
Laugh or fight
Smile or frown
White
Only begins at the center point
called the ground
Transcend or descend
It all depends
On what the individual decides to rend
The armor of Satan
Or the armor of HE who never condescends
And down goes another trend
Blue is the next color to blend
But what's sad
Is that it has no need for a mend
And please don't commend
It needs to be blackened
Don't worry you'll see what happened
Why did its original meaning get erased?
Why was it then replaced
By calming
Or sad
Multiple instances that feel so bad
When did the hottest fire
Become less than Luke warm
When did the hottest fire
Become the result of a dejected form
When did the hottest fire
Bend to a snow storm
When
Did it become a sadness swarm
The strongest should not be weak
And don't say sadness is for the meek
But if you unyieldingly seek
with the methods of the meek
You indeed have a souls that is unique
Strong
Desirous
Ferocious
Tireless
Blue please enlighten us
Don't let us corrode to dust
Keep us from that common rust
Know as Green puss
That influences us
To go after anything desirous
Every cut has a bandage
Every wound can be managed
So mammon
We do not have to speak your language
'Mine mine mine' do you see how steadily the puss is defined
Green seeps out
Of the mouth
Of the gorged trout
Ready to be captured
By dejection's laughter
That interrupts most tacklers
With grays impacters
.........nothing
Being the result
In thought
The meaningless cult gains a start
By Teaching 'why try'
Or 'I cannot decided'
And sadly 'Our heavenly father was the one who lied'
Green and gray sadly have those ties
So if you choose one
The other comes
you do not get to decide
And what comes along with this pathetic ride?
rage's tide
The thing that swallows up anything apposing pride
It gives you Phoenix wings to fly
Your tears evaporate as you cry
Red's rage
Does so much more than just a crime
You become utterly blind.
No sense of justice
No sense of time
Just boldness
Tearing apart the mind
Destroy the destroyers because they are my sorrows
Avenge my lovers rose red flowers
A Pledge to my demon
Every evening
Since he will be the one
That shows me true martyrdom
So Dumb.......
Do I
Take a match and run
I put a gun to life's head
And ask did it have fun
And regardless of it's pathetic puns
The burning has already begun
Red has won
.......so now what?
What's left?
I destroyed everything that was a mess
I put my anger to the test
And white.......
Is more than what I have now
The devil really brought me down.
Zero
Yet again
Jehova
You still help to mend
The ashes that help to begin
Destruction's end
Is blacks beginning
Because what's left to destroy from ashes that are thinning
Yes
And again
I thank you for this new beginning
Yes black means new beginnings

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