Hands that were once mine, strangle me
words echo silences and shouts in turns
The storm wades every crevice and nook
And hurricane black-holes devor spaces, sounds
My heart shrinks a little to escape fumes
I seek desperate cliffs to cling on to life
Amaranthine anger explodes around me
Coloring me in your plastic perception
When the rain washes me clean of colors
I dry myself to another beautiful day with you
My heart peeps out into sunlight, a little shrunk
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