White to Red

White

A colour so pure, and so easily spoiled
Just a touch of ink could change it's whole perspective
since something that once was so soft and kind
slowly turns and becomes corrupted

Before long white is now no more
and everything in the world becomes shaded
no longer so clear and so distinct
good and bad is a blur that society created

Red

full of lust and passion and hate
something we knew is no longer the same
missing your childhood and that once winter bliss
only now to be tainted by the blizzard created

A journey from white to red can differ per person
But one thing is always guarenteed
Once the transition is made and the soul is corrupted
going back can never be achieved.

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