Let's watch the colors change.
Rosy-red, blood stained cheeks.
Let's rest under red waves.
8-ball black depth eyes.
My lungs pump along with the rhythm.
The earthy green, coated walls.
Let's come down.
Back to the abysmal blue.
I watched the colors change.
Under red waves.
Inside this green room.
Hurling through the abyss.
Just like a breath of air.
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Author:
Noah (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I feel like the word "depth" was the best word to connect the two around it and kinda hint at the imagery intended there, as weird as it sounds lol
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