Face of grey,
Heart of gold.
Go far away,
My hands are cold.
Face of blue,
Heart of bronze.
This is true,
I gave a chance.
Face of green,
Heart of silver.
T'was good light seen,
I must learn quicker.
Face of red,
Heart of diamond.
By soul you lead,
By blood you led,
I tried to absorb it,
But in the fire I bled.
So tell me,
Face of grey, blue, green and red,
Which path do you follow,
Which one do you choose?
Do you think of winning,
When you have enough to lose?
Do you think of making my heart
Quiver and shake,
For my mind
Is made up,
I am willing
to break.
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About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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