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Sep 2010
in this room where all the walls are white
my blood runs crimson, ruby red
my voice extends electric blues
while black thoughts rule my head

My heart burns with a fire
orange flames licking at my lungs
like the way lustrous lovers
Flick with their flesh flavored tongues

the colors cross closed eyes
even in the dead of the dark night
everything disappears for a second
and I wake in a room painted white
Written by
Joseph Perales
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