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Bleached

Bleached of Colour My moments of levity cause me such pain, when ever I smile blades strike at my brain. Memories flood synaptic paths, depositing debris and silt from my past I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life Dredging up lost heart aches and pain, this flotsam and jetsam will drive me insane I flounder and scrabble under its weight, as my brain thinks back date by date I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life So I cage my grin and bury my smile becoming mindless and dead for a while Bleach of all colour, I’m bland I’m unkind, but at least I won’t lose what’s left of my mind I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life Can’t think of the past, can’t think of the now, I'll get through this crap, someway somehow So I bleach my feelings bleach all that’s bad, but I take the joy as much as the sad I’m bleached of all colour, I’m black and white I’m bleached of all colour, I’m dead to this life Void of emotion I’m dead and I wait, in a private hell in the garden state I wait for the day I wait for the kiss, to bring back the colour I badly miss Until that day, I remain white and undead, to stop the memories stuck in my head

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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