Game of Colours

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Love between light and dark eyes

Submitted: January 02, 2014

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Submitted: January 02, 2014



When I think I’m strong I can’t fly away

I paint my sky as blue, but it turns into black and gray

Nothingness has more than anything when I feel free

But everything seems to be more than nothing when I stop to see.


I paint in red your lips and it turns into white

The sun is yellow but it doesn’t shine, doesn’t it light?

Our love is dying through the darkness of what you deny

I want it to survive but it does want me to let it die


This game of colours again, this game fades my soul

I want to get back what time stole

This game of expressions painted with Gogh’s hand

Painful expectations you could never understand


This masterpiece of love has been deleted through each hour

It used to smile endlessly and give me so much power

I wrote letters of emotions dying hanging on one flower

For this love, we need two, to support it as a tower.



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