It waits in the woods

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It's dark

(Annie)

Too dark

I can't see

My pretty painting is lost in the black

(Come back)

I scream into the dark

No answer

I sit on the squishy ground

I sit and wait

And wait

And wait

And wait

And wait

Until finally the black is broken

Bright yellow

Yellow

I like yellow

(Come back to me)

I stand

My damp clothing reeks

I like yellow

I walk back over the my pretty painting

Yellow

I cover my pretty painting with yellow

(Annie we all miss you)

My pretty painting is ruined again

I scream

(I don't know what to do without you)

No more painting

I grab my paint tubes

(I'm sorry)

They all explode as I stomp on them

The pretty colors are all over the brown ground

And me

I'm pretty now

I collapse

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