.Where are the scars we canât yet feel?
The tongues we speak in wonât allow them to heal.
Attempts at luring in shadows from the walls.
Painting pictures with their words, nails and claws.
Age is the death of imagination, they say.
The colors are dull, defined by blue and grey.
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