The Violet Room
Alone in the violet room
Missing those who have grown apart
Comforting, is it shadowy gloom
Those I love were lost in the start
Friendship, its bitter sweet
There no such thing as a forever lasting treat
Where does one go once it’s lost?
The Violet room's doors are always open, rarely crossed
Love, without tragedy is that possible to be
Rarely found, and so hard to see
Treasured for a moment then lost before weeks
This is true loves description printed on the violet sea
Just when loneliness was becoming your only friend here
The bottom of the rainbow cried from sorrow and dropped its violet tear
Gave you the Violet room, to comfort you through your storms
Now off you go to its shadow I presume
Speaking to its violet light, like a mad man I assume
If I visit the Violet room what will I find?
That depends a great deal on one’s mind
For everyone’s Violet room, is one of a kind
Missing those who have grown apart
Comforting, is it shadowy gloom
Those I love were lost in the start
Friendship, its bitter sweet
There no such thing as a forever lasting treat
Where does one go once it’s lost?
The Violet room's doors are always open, rarely crossed
Love, without tragedy is that possible to be
Rarely found, and so hard to see
Treasured for a moment then lost before weeks
This is true loves description printed on the violet sea
Just when loneliness was becoming your only friend here
The bottom of the rainbow cried from sorrow and dropped its violet tear
Gave you the Violet room, to comfort you through your storms
Now off you go to its shadow I presume
Speaking to its violet light, like a mad man I assume
If I visit the Violet room what will I find?
That depends a great deal on one’s mind
For everyone’s Violet room, is one of a kind
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