Scarlet
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Acting out emotions may delve into extremities
Throwing knifes of truth
And bullets shredding thin
Ricochet
Ricochet
Ricochet
Scarlet
That's the color it was
Scarlet
That's the color of blood
Blue
After it's all through
Blue
Everything turns blue
Red
That's the color of the heart
I have a confession.
There is a someone,
A special someone,
A someone who warms my smile,
Your generalizations on girls
Could be a hidden truth of
My worth to you,
But in your eyes I spot
Total opposite of these "hidden truths".
Your worth to me seems
So much higher than my
Worth to you,
