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Voices are always much more vivid after a period of absence from them in my ear. Nevertheless, your burnt orange nature was so shocking, that it was almost painful And as I grappled with how I had lived next to it for so long, I realized that all the shades were wrong, For when it was just us, you'd stoop down to my level, as your rough tones would break into melting amber. But today was not the case, as the energy coursing through your throat, was a bright, blinding tangerine My name in your mouth seared me, my ears burned as I listened to you sing, The pulsating light left me squinting in surprise Suddenly I've found the motivation to remove myself from you. For you no longer are the answer to the relaxation I seek, As I accept that your makeup no longer consists of my cool tones.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
Shades of Orange
Voices are always much more vivid after a period of absence from them in my ear. Nevertheless, your burnt orange nature was so shocking, that it was almost painful And as I grappled with how I had lived next to it for so long, I realized that all the shades were wrong, For when it was just us, you'd stoop down to my level, as your rough tones would break into melting amber. But today was not the case, as the energy coursing through your throat, was a bright, blinding tangerine My name in your mouth seared me, my ears burned as I listened to you sing, The pulsating light left me squinting in surprise Suddenly I've found the motivation to remove myself from you. For you no longer are the answer to the relaxation I seek, As I accept that your makeup no longer consists of my cool tones.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
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