The color reds da object of my affection...
blatant attempts to reach perfection...
combine da five elements to get one infectious succession..
da blood desperately seeks protection...
it flows thruogh da human anatomy...
gets rid of corruption simultaneously...
enthralled blood contains cells dat contain knowledge...
and shares it accordingly...
it excels thru each aspect..each perspective..and each concept...
until an incision slits da wrist...
den it spills words of hardship...
it rains dis color red...
indicating devastating epidemical violence..
it kneels to compositional embassy..
confronting them with lyrical tendencies...
dis blood is being transfused...
to fill up dese vacant minds..
but sickle cell anemia would result in...
evil satanic rhymes...
the blood gets colder...
more frigid by da heartbeat...
in da veins theres nothing left but frost...
and icicles in da arteries...
until da mind burns wit fire...
da terminals scorching wit flames...
and the only thing dat can extinguish it...
is da thoughtz u have retained...
yo frame has internal affairs...
a different universe is in your soul...
where da population is above average..
and each individual has a main goal...
da plasma consists of platelets...
dat heals da battle scars...
but those pains are what it takes to write...
such sensational bars...
the color red represents knowledge...
your blood is your exquisite thoughtz...
people are rebels against dis...
filled wit resistant hearts...
taxation on words is unfair...
words were born unbred...
concealed emotions let loose...
represent da color red...
peace
tell me if u understand the meaning of dis poem
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