It is a despise, pure despise
surrounds me all over
I turn to my left
I could see red shot eyes
emit hatred and anger
shying away I slowly see on the right
horrible it is in a way
it is yellow all through
jealousy is seen through
running away place my sight in front
terrible it is in a shot
it is green in a cast
greed with a blast
with fear I turn back
it is still very scary
it is black all dark
feel some evil behind
I sit where I am
close the eyes as tight as I can
the colours red, yellow, green and black
make me shudder with pain.
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