White We set fireworks in twilight for the sparks to hit the earth with us apart.
My hands held on to yours for them to despise the feel of their own skin.
We strolled in the drizzle for me to abhor Spring's warmth and orange tint.
You kissed a life-to-be into my lips for me to hate everything that has been.
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