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FADING RED





Thou art a color
So I heard.
Yeah, a man with honour
They all declared.
Are thou not a mere rumor
Overly revered?

Aren't thou a color
Named after a deed?
An act of kindness,
A lady of sweet odour. 
Whether maimed or memed?
Why haven't I met thee?

Are they all scam?
The chocolate chunk,
The red velvet cake,
And the love formed,
In hearts that testified.
Which color art thou oo dear?

Just in case you know me
Hide not from me your face
At least for once.
Waste no more this chance
As my yearn for you fade,
Be my valentine on this date.

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