Pink is Mocking
Pink is mocking
Cruel Sunsets on fall evenings
Spiteful kisses on wicked lips
Atrocious flowers stretch the fields
And vile tongues which taste pink so well
yellow, I do envy its brightness and counsel
But how could they take you
one bit of you taken
When they shared a brutal pink
To an already grand lemonade
Pink is mocking
Vicious hearts are finding pink
The subsequent color of love
Vulgar love which obtains each 14th of February
More notice to that degraded pink
To a malicious mocking color
Pink is mocking
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