Doc_Rocksbay
Bluelighter
A rose to signify my reality.
Soft petals of perfection surpass these thorns of despair.
Style of passion, stigma of hope,
loneliness and regret are with what I must cope.
Elongation of misery, pollinating mall-intent,
only shows small distortions in a reality once bent.
A picture of us, now only unflattering deceit.
A million colors, one meaning, a cycle complete.
Red for the passion I felt from within,
yellow from encouragement of emotions to give,
green for experiences overlooked in my haste,
blue for our time spent apart that I wasted.
Sun faded daydreams of an ego fulfilled,
relapse in the misery of a future foretold.
I see only perfection, rejoice in reflection.
Only for a minute, in this solitary existence.
Surpassed past relations, found joy and elation,
the illicit splendor of only an addict's contention.
Longing only to love, loving only to long,
why's what we yearn require us to be strong?
Truth lies eternal in well-charted seas,
but fails to fulfill the inflection I seed.
Soft petals of perfection surpass these thorns of despair.
Style of passion, stigma of hope,
loneliness and regret are with what I must cope.
Elongation of misery, pollinating mall-intent,
only shows small distortions in a reality once bent.
A picture of us, now only unflattering deceit.
A million colors, one meaning, a cycle complete.
Red for the passion I felt from within,
yellow from encouragement of emotions to give,
green for experiences overlooked in my haste,
blue for our time spent apart that I wasted.
Sun faded daydreams of an ego fulfilled,
relapse in the misery of a future foretold.
I see only perfection, rejoice in reflection.
Only for a minute, in this solitary existence.
Surpassed past relations, found joy and elation,
the illicit splendor of only an addict's contention.
Longing only to love, loving only to long,
why's what we yearn require us to be strong?
Truth lies eternal in well-charted seas,
but fails to fulfill the inflection I seed.
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