She said her, roses were blue and her sky went red,
she let her canvas ensue in a violent blood shed.
She said her thoughts were purple and dreams but true,
but in reality her soul was of an odd hue.
Murky waters do, just curiosity accrue.
Akin to these words, I cease. Unpursue.
- Askios
(5:07 a.m., 27-March-2012)
