Color Schemes

Roses are Red My bruises are too I meant more than enough said my tears are blue Like the black eye painted on my face Your lungs are too Twins by color, faded by how they got there colder than the wind could blow past your stares open windows let your cigarettes out while im looking to get out one Lies panted on my mirror with cherry lipstick I use to hide my busted speaker My wrist entangled in slamed doors while you puff away your past even roses couldnt make this moment last ...