Faded Red
I sit and stare at the picture on my wall
And i have no feeling, nothing at all
Picture of a rose, leaves and beautiful scroll
And around the border white canvas roll
It used to be deep red, muted and antique
Richness of color called my eyes to peak
It is blood from the heart true and bold
No it wasn't shiney nor guilded with gold
Every day red alighted from golden ray sun
Appreciated by this audience, it is just one
And I never realized the light's daily damage
I just viewed to forget my heavy baggage
But in this morning reality i cannot help to see
The passion is gone and it's because of me
For i burned it out by my selfish desire, I think
Colors deep red they've now faded, gross pink
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