their beating hearts will cover each other in love
the rainbows will be covered in rain
the leaves will soon change colour
and their world will know no pain
her heart slowly bleeds to death
there are no rainbows in her hell
all is black where she exists
and there is no love where she fell
A/N
The first verse is adapted from a picture I painted when I was quite young (3,4 years old?)
I drew a heart, a rainbow, a leaf and the Earth. (very badly of course)
Then I described to my dad what the painting meant, and he wrote it down on the paper for me. I said:
'The heart will soon be covered in lots of love,
the rainbow will soon be covered in lots of rain,
the leaves will soon be changing colour
and the world will soon be covered in lots of love again from the heart.
I adapted the first verse and created the second verse about 2 years ago (around 2013?)
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