Red, it's all I've known.
It's love, lust, hate, pain.
Red, it's powerful,
It can drive you to get revenge.
Red, it's intimate,
It makes a relationship more special.
Red, it's instinctual,
It is that craving inside each and every person.
Red, it's a destroyer,
It causes greif and agony.
Red is the most understood color, yet it represents emotions that will never be fully understood.
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