I see pain , sorrow , love and hope ...
Those feeling so well brushed out by your magical palette
which has only the taint of black and red
Red for the love etiquette
and Black for the hatred

Im Far from being lurred ...
the sharpness of your words
cuts through me like a fine scalpel
And i bleed for more
Leaving me like a junkie , waiting for the sequel


But this one was just tainted of RED
VIVID red