The girl in red played it safe for far too long
She searched and searched for her inner song.
Little did she know it waited inside.
It ate at her as relationships died.
Fear of the darkness kept her running in rhythm
Looking through him she is reminded of the guilty sin
Casting aside her creative talents
She sought solace in his musical balance.
He pulled her in as it was love at first sight
He danced with her soul, eyes of brown quivering delight.
Speaking the lies she needed to hear
Shedding many a tear
How many times would she forgive and forget
Until a fist would tell her that it was not over yet.
Broken and bruised she would raise her head
Fighting with the feelings of regret
As she considers the red
Stolen from the child as the footprints spread
Her mother stopped her painting her heart's desire
She believed from the being it wasn't her fire.
The love of the paint saw her clearing the way for his talents instead.
She was left as he moved ahead.
He threw paint on canvas' galore
As she remained silent wishing to sore
He sold thousands with his magical grin
She remained thinking only of their sin.
Enchanting red finds her dancing instead with boots that reclaim
the lost vision of fame.
Now is her chance to share the fire of her source,
As the curious red seeks to express all that was once put to bed.
Under the covers of low self esteem the colour awakens once
more to her dream.
Life is never what it seems
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