The Color of Death

"She was once a beautiful flower until a wrong person picked her."

Diamonds are lights.
Like the light in her eyes when she's happy.

Fire is spark.
Like the sparkles in her smile.

Birds chirping is music.
Like the sound of her laugh.

Iron is silver.
Like the silver necklace around her neck.

The sun is yellow.
Like the yellow blonde hair of hers.

Ash is grey.
Like the color of a duct tape.

Ring is gold.
Like the gold color of a plastic rope.

Sunset is purple.
Like the purple bruise on her arms.

Wedding gown is white.
Like the color of her face when it runs out of blood.

Roses are red.
Like the blood that pools behind her head.

Violets are blue.
Like the color of her lips and nails.

Winter is cold.
Like her body lying on the floor.

Night is dark and dark is black.
Night is comforting but death is also dark as black.


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Perception of Fear

You're not scared of the dark.

You're scared of what's in it.

You're not scared of what's in the dark.

You're scared of having no one else in the dark.

You're not afraid to fail.

You're afraid people will think you as a failure.

You're not afraid if people will think you as a failure.

You're afraid people will be disapppointed on you.

You're not afraid of heights.

You're afraid of falling.

You're not afraid of falling.

You're afraid no one will catch you.

You're not afraid of the people around you.

You're afraid of rejection.

You're not afraid of rejection.

You're afraid of being alone.

Your're not afraid of trusting people.

You're afraid of letting them in.

You're not afraid of letting them in.

You're afraid they won't understand you.

You're not afraid of love.

You're afraid of not loving back.

You're not afraid of not loving back.

You're afraid your heart will break.

You're not afraid of death.

You're afraid to die.

You're not afraid to die.

You're afraid when.

You're not afraid of trying again.

You're afraid of getting hurt for the same reason all over again.

You're not afraid of getting hurt for the same reason all over again.

You're afraid of committing a mistake.

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