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PASTELS

PASTELS
Of variant types, colours; exists human
Human act well shoved in likelihood
of humane virtues, virtues of evil; the key
Disseminating colours of different forms
Forms that rode through narrow hearts
The ones that chromes spectra of colours
Of bargained evil; so they'd thrive
...
Coolest of all; sly away heads
Wild thoughts that harms; bell at dawn
Flaunting shiny rotten teeth; envious and bitter to taste
Spies spy all; lest they aren't close
But those that see, talk, laugh and chastise
Nurtures nature's beaut, own their heart
For they're white on a navigated black sheath
...
Ancestral origin of man originally spills evil
Vessels of plastic that melts feelings
Brass of bronze; wayward being that lacks light
Platter of gold befits all; the Godly
For we sailed, roamed, flied through
white path of good; dark of demoralized acts
A product of sixth day; behead strings of act

Footnote: Pastel, a subdued tint of colour used to describe humans in relation to her attitudes

©Tex (2017)

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