Rojo

mine

Those words one cannot say,
which shape all your worries, somehow makes everything grey.
Though a trick of light decides to stumble through,
the one whose mouth you tasted was the one who knew…
that color plays within your soul,
that life is beautiful through all its woes.
They say that nothing gold can stay,
but we’ve proved it wrong, day by day.

**These are my lips, please do not steal lol.

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