They are the pigment and the colour
The explorers of their surroundings
They defy the imaginable
They are the men who
regardless
make their own rules
(the rules of their egos)
and go against the flow
and whether they collide or not
they stay in keeping with
themselves and
perhaps more importantly
the others
sometimes they
simply use other means
enough to choose from
an unexpected silence
an unusual word
or a mere sound
they will not be tied down
they live in everyone's memories
but don't get me wrong
we could never be friends
BRUISERS
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