To a different beat (for the loners, lovers, nonconformists, and those who dare to break free from the chains of a robotic society, to live and to feel in color)

Tue, 08/05/2014 - 15:03 -- ADP

Lonely Lovers

     spread over sliced bread

                Catching white moonlight

          In their hands,

          In their hearts,

                       Heavy hearts.

Swimming

through depths of mind

         Picking memories

                Picking thoughts

                        Has been

                        Would be

                        What if

 Like flowers?

Like sharp-thorned roses.

their souls bleed

onto pavement... blood red and hot

              Running,

               Running

                         Running...

Lonely lovers

in a monochromatic world

                     running with ants

                     playing with them

Preset.

           Oh,

            But we are free

                                            

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