Pink pain!!!

Pink pain, pink ain, pink in.

My pain is pink and my pink is pain.
The pain you left is beautifully pink and that is the reason I cannot seem to be able to let it go.
I strive to be better with and by what i do since you left,
but nothing else seems to be sweeter than the pink pain you left me in.
Have a stolen more than I need? Did I do something bad to deserve the best of these painful memories that has left me deeply incapacitated?

Pink Pain of thresholds last met every second.
Pink Pain of orgasmic and delightful lights.
Pink Pain of royal fornication and lust.
Pink Pain making the rounds around my life putting structures to ensure i find the place of my standing.

My pink pain is a fantasy and when i wake up i cry because it is real and no matter what i do, i never seem to be able to get enough of it.
Pink Pain and steep lows that transcends to the depths of shallow heights.
Love is pink and red and blue and red and white and any color you call it.
Look no further, you are the evil that drives me and the blood you spew is Pink.

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