Deep colors stain
To sustain the reaction
satisfaction at a fraction
Would I blink as I sink
Into ink thinking action
Getting slowed down by the traction
From expansion to the end
of a hate with a passion
Taking aim for the blame of the fate
Taking sides taking lives
Taking what I make
In the crude cold feud of the blade
Deep colors run
Down the page with conviction
Innocence labeled a fiction
What is now testified
is denied by the mission
mentally found fried by the friction
tapped out by decision
held down by submission
by the vision
Of a world left to die
In the eyes of the crowd
meant to die in the in the wake
Of the time paradigm and
the time that we take
Author notes
This was written to go along to the rift of "Deep Colors Bleed" by systematic.
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