The Signal
You talk about your color
i tell you that is nothing
you have inside
all rainbow colors and
a entire universe
plant your feet on the ground
launch your eyes to the blue
And see!
the needles are for only to the signal
and injure your flesh and soul.
Came on
give me a hug
i wait for you with the
colors of day!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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