De-rail the counselors
of their self-pleasure
to a bleak hot end
Hear screams of joy
from the upward skies
Listen for clocks
ticking lettered scales,
wait for the scream of impudence,
tell that to the one that you hold dear
Take me away,
from this house of colored personalities

Watch bodies freeze into a place
that shows them for their true personality's color,
and blink when life flashes before your eyes

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