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| Shades Of Colors |
5/4/2006
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I met a lady fair and kind once.
Memories of her hair in the sunshine, eyes in the sea.
Still come back after all these years.
Her aura in the black, her life in the dead.
An angel coming, or so it seemed.
Then one day she left and she was gone.
No more shades of yellow or blue.
I still have memories of far away and long ago.
Though the days I think of them are long and far apart now.
I wish I could relive the past.
All those shades of colors I miss.
But now, is it time to move on?
A life in the long ago past of color that once was and never will be.
Is now a distant memory, a color that has washed away in a dream of something weird.
It's been a while, I know.
There is no reason to think more than I should.
It's over I think, she is gone, she has left.
My world of yellow and blue I miss.
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