Colors (MiniCat)

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Trigger Warning: Mentions of Self harm, abuse, and suicide

I saw him walk by.

He looked so perfect as usual.

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her tv show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope

I hope you make it to the day you're twenty-eight years old

I know he'll never like me like I like him.

But that doesn't keep me from dreaming.

The dreams keep me from my terrible life.

All the fights, the drunks, My broken Family.

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowing sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink

He always looks so perfect.

His blue eyes reminded me of the sky.

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