Colored words

Graceful tears turn to mud

Mixing, swirling ‘Did I say to much’

Come hither lips of Ruby Rose

Smirks solumly with broken words

Watches tackful with a blade

Two figers dancing within a haze

One of Amber

Full of rage

Another of Sapphire

Living without pain

Tasteful tears turn to blood

Shifting, slipping ‘I think I said to much’

Two figers darken and turn away

One buring bright 

And another dead in name

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