Rainbow.

Ricardo Sexton

When… the sky was full RED
…then, I began to wait for you
When… the sky was full BLUE
…then, I began to imitate you

And filled up with cold, ‘I sang’
The built up told me: just hang
I misread. Our ways are equal
Reds. Blues. Greys. are sequel

Days without peace are waiting
As rays of doubt & lease; rating
Our (lend) is running backwards
Steady flowing towards the end

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