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I watch my brother turn red in the face, from laughter
Gasping for air, I shudder to think the latter
Is exactly what has us here. I turn
Blue in the face
Replaying memories of being stuck in
Shades of gray
On sunset orange, it takes the day away from me
Mentally those days will fade
I wake up day to day still seeing shades
of Gray
And as age would betray me
I would shake to say
I sea a wave to play
With
The blue would fade away into the ocean
Green. Decay’s decay
Decanted emotions come flowing like canal on a rainy day
I’m full
of memories
I would falsely equate to misery
And through rose colored shades
It’s more visible gray’s okay
we,
Can agree that life is a spectrum
Meant to be
Seen.
A beam of refracted energy
A new perspective at times
Can fix an image we thought was distorted.
About the Creator
Sweet Nothings
Alias Duece Lee Vizzini III
Now, Sweet Nothings, my blog is a sanctuary for love notes and human emotion. Each post is a step toward telling my own intricate, beautifully imperfect story.
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