“Rose tinted glasses forever adorned,
Visions align, to negate and to scorn
Wherever I’m looking, it’s always at you
Teardrops of roses, teardrops of you.
In a world full of colour, you’re black and you’re white,
Forever the darkness; a tunnel, no light,
If I take off my glasses, I’ll clearly see you,
Now there’s no longer roses, no teardrops, no blue.”
– Brocarde
164
Like this post