Anger.
Finger. Linger.
On
the ginger.
Black.
Crack. Jack!
I
am not me.
You
are not you.
Then
who we are standing in the rainbow.
Is
it real?
Only
grey as I know.
Knowing
you are...
Just
like a dot. Dot. Just the dot.
Dot
stopping my mind.
Dot
stopping my heart beating, pounding.
Dot
stopping my lip.
Dot
stopping my steps.
The
DOT I want to erase.
Erasing
‘til disappear.
Disappear
from my rainbow.
Rainbow
is grey.
Grey
as mine.
You
know, I couldn’t erase the dot.
Since
it is not a dot.
It
is a scar.
A
scar of mine.
A
scar showing your presence.
How lame ...
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