Colour falls

[Imgormiel]

Colour Falls
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Of the blood rush to the head.
And words of two bits said,
sit on the smallest mountain.
Recognition remains lost.
The pain of the heavy heart.
Leads the path of an unknown destination.
A missing moment of the whole.
Creates a broken equation...

Beware. Of the clouds.
When, hollow falls.
Share, the distant measure.
Everything is a stained shroud.
Friends will fight.
At colour falls.

Now does it matter?
When the wail of time howls.
A tune from a balailika.
Hands burned. From acceptance.
Your go-board controls the broken forgiveness.
How? Can you shatter.
A hand over a mouth, when the mirror's shards are on the floor.

Beware. Of the clouds.
When. Hollow falls.
Share. A distant measure.
Friends will fight.
Until colour falls.
Until colour falls.

A message. To the guilty...
Did you go and figure,
the nature, of your own riddle?
You might want - to remove.
The hand from your mouth.
Before your stomach churns.
The bile of chalk in your mind, it will force you to move.
Death is delayed.
When the price of breath is paid.
And the gasp of relief surely follows.

Beware. Of the clouds.
When. Hollow falls.
Share. A distant measure.
Before. Friends begin to fight.
Until colour falls.
Until hollow falls.
Until colour falls...