What is your favourite colour!

"You are a liar, I hate you! You worthless piece of shit" she screams.
Failing to understand the concept of 'there's more to this than meets the eye' and everything she said a stranger would definitely deny...
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I realize oh my veins appear purple and purple is a colour of forgiveness...
So I forgive!  
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I know her heart bleeds more than it beats,
and her favorite colour is black,
but black is the colour of grief,
maybe grief is all she knows...
So I forgive!  
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In anxiety she bites her lips,
sometimes a little hard; it bleeds,
Oh dear lord I thought red was love,
but she bleeds and it tastes like anguish...
So I forgive!
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Staring at a reflection that I usually hate more often than I love...
I look at those chestnut brown eyes
that seem crying for help...
So I forgive!
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And deep down I be(lie)ve,
everything she said a stranger would deny... Maybe!

Hello! *waving a hand in front of my eyes* you seem lost he said.
"I'm sorry! I zoned out, what was your question again?"
"No problem! Your favourite colour" he smiled.
"Well.... Black, brown, red and shades of purple it is!" I lied