April 21st, 2023
I broke my own heart, because I hoped
If I gave you something painted with the colors I found inside
You’d be happy here with me
But all I found was scarlet and violet
Insanity has hold of me, breaking each chamber over again hoping for a new addition to my palette
But this palette has only heartache and regret, there are no other tones
Perhaps if I crack open my mind and explore what’s hidden deep inside
I’ll finally have what I need to make you happy
And if I make you happy
Maybe
You’ll
Stay
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