why'd you say you loved me so
if you wanted me to go?
why'd you sing me a lullaby
if you were going to say goodbye?
why'd you give me a piece of your heart
if you were going to tear mine apart?
why'd you have me fall for you
if you weren't going to fall for me too?
k.g
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colorless
PoetryIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...
