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They cried for me today
When the sky broke
And I sunk underground
They cried for me yesterday,
When they knocked on my door
And my only answer
Was the metallic red
They cried for me last week,
When I smiled for the first time
In a while
They cried for me first,
A few months ago
When they realised I would not wake
They laughed at me,
A year ago
When I said I wanted to fade
They laughed at me,
A year ago
When I said I would be dead
They laughed and cried for me the next day,
How could they not have known my fate?
I told it to them, on every date
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The Colour of Sadness
PoetryFinding the beauty and colour in the broken words of this world.
