Ecstasy

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This summer was cold

The pretty colour didn't show

The tree didn't grow

And the sun did not shine

This summer was odd

Instead of yellow we had black

And instead if green we had brown

This summer was horrible

In the inside it was all mess up

But so was the outside

It's pretty nature had left him

Now summer was no more innocent. Pretty and wanted

Summer became winter

It was now cold

Only one colour showing

But this time it was black