My heart is no longer red.
I've taken in the blues of one heart
And some greens of one of another.
They have stained my heart and like all stains;
They never fade.
It's true that i see their hues but once in a while.
It's true that i can hide
And iv'e been hiding for what seems like ages.
but like all stains;
You never fade
Gabe Florsheim
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stained-heart/
