"Inject yourself with liberty - it's free, it's free!"
Salvation, The Cranberries
A coloured degradé is painted as the rainbow spins in dark and bright tons, as fast as I bunge-jump between shinning eyes to deep ringinded face, grey face to make-up face. Make it up. Face your errors. Sun glasses apart. Errors apart. A part of you. A part of your past.
Smile till your cheeks hurt.
Feel in your skin. Jump in to you.