if silence was a color

would it bleed black?

or would it mourn white,

like some snow covered

windows, blocking

light, yet letting some in.

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lets take some orange,

some earthly brown

some electric blue

what do they say.

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when the colors go away

don’t they strip your emotion bare

and leave you, breathless

like a lonely ice cube

waiting for whisky to swallow its pride