The Color Red
Red is the color on my lips and the color in my veins
the sweet smell rose's when your walking alone.
That gorgeous color when the sun goes down slowly, yet you can't forget it.
I'm the color of fire that's in your soul, and one powerful element.
My heart and fire in your hands,
Please don't give it.
Keep it with you, inside you.
For I, am always there, burning love and pain in your heart as you try to walk away.
Never lose that flame.
for you are not to blame for who put it out in you.
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