My Red
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The sun rises, With it the day. Like the day I got you, The day I lost you, And the day I lived without you. Why must the day always come, When I'm not done living the night. Why must the night leave, and my favorite color with it. And the day rise, with nothing to offer but an empty room without the laughter that was you.
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When the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [03/10/2017] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] #1 in poetry [01/18/2026] * * *Art posted in this book is drawn by me, they should not be used for any other purposes than this book.

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