by ERIC
Sleeping in tears
My pillows soaked
With regret
Farewells seem unfair
Goodbyes provide bad hellos
Detrimental to imaginative conquest
Leaving my thoughts
In cruel reality
Surrounded by the tragedies
Kept captive in actuality
Where no one moves in optimism
Conforming towards society’s gloom
When practicality
The world seems to miraculously
Bloom roses from the nooks and crannies of concrete
The scarlet of the rose collides with the grayness of existence
Spreading the colors like wild fire
While minds are bleak
This miracle of colors remain unseen
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