It started from a purple prosody case
Puffed up with chocolates, brown and white
Nothing compares to this delicious chocolate bar
We ate it and washed it down with bright white stars
Sipping peachy liquid alive with bubbles
Rising to the surface to pop in a psychedelic sunset, all reddish and yellowish
Just like my maturity out off the bright yellow country side
The stark bright white lights had blinded my eyes
After that, only a paler shade of darkness
A blade glinting in the silvery starlight
Such when the brown ground become slippery
The dirt eats you up in decade of time
Grimy grey dust that you will become
Rust in a red sunset of your life
With no shame under the fiery red rays
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