The colour of love, the colour hate,
Two oxymorons put together, do they even relate?
Red is the colour that all bulls chase,
It represents all the fears we must eventually face
It's the colour of strength, of the strongest emotions,
Of vigour in mentality, as powerful notions
It's the first colour of the rainbow, or the last to some,
It's the colour of dependence, it shows that evils must come
Red is the colour that represents the steps we take,
Towards moving on in life and accepting our fate.
~Via
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~Via
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