of all the things you've ruined for me
all the people and the places
the colors that are gone for me
the names and pretty faces
the colors are the most far gone
the music at its side
memories will still cling to me
even though I've lost my pride
waiting for the day you'll call
sticking to the phone
praying that you won't forget
and you won't leave me alone
but the colors i see everywhere
reminding me of you
and the only thing it does for me
is keep me feeling blue.
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Pastels
Poetrypoetry comes and goes and flows this is my journey through life written in a more beautiful way
