I try so hard to find your color
Lost in a rainbow abyss.
My favorite shade of red gets covered
Only by a sense of bliss.
What left then, when all to lose?
And furthermore, all to gain?
Waiting for God's will to choose
A painless form of pain.
Boldness has never been so shy
Though windows have been opened.
The classic battle of asking why -
Hopeless hope for hoping.
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