Friday, May 24, 2024

Loath the Colour Pink

 


Oh how i loath the colour pink

sold to you with a wink

in truth neither here nor their 

not pure of blood or fear of dread

Oh how i loath the colour pink

ribbons and bows on ladies are for hos

Oh how i loath the colour pink

withered stems and tales with out end

you might forget a wrinkle of time

Oh how i loath the colour pink

often fussy generally trashy hardley ever classy

Oh how i loath the colour pink





A secret star hidden afar that moves you to and pushes you fro. 



Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story










Still in redshift, don't look forward to the blue that's when I look back on you 






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