L'arc-en-ciel

it’s blank
no matter how hard my eyes are peeled, it’s blank
red
it pulses, it surges, spilling a little, seeping through the fabric,it’s red
green
about to start, looking beyond, shades of another life wanted
blue
soothing, close yet so much seperation.did you recognise that?
yellow
it’s not real, it’s false. why pretend?sometimes it works – if it helps
brown
elegance, disgust – two ends of the infinite – the essence of yesterday
pink
your innerself, my innerself.My insides that only you have seen. the part that is most easily injured, most closely protected.
blank
I stare and stare, i push, I peel.. it’s blank.. there is no colour.. no essence.. no life

L'arc-en-ciel

fillette

Joined December 2007

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