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Her lullaby
You are the color Blue
because your eyes are the
the equivalent to the clearest and
deapest part of the ocean.
Your the color red
because you were born with
mistchief in your bones.
The color Pink
because your heart seems so ready
to listen, pure and true.
The color yellow
because you always brighten up her
day
I know you make her happy and
drown out all the pain.
You fill in the grey with all the
colors of the rainbow, helped her
push through even when it all
seemed so hopeless.
Now, the sky ahead reminds her of
you
The grass underneath her bare feet
does to.
The feel of fresh sheets brings
back memories of days from long
ago.
This world makes her
heart ache in a wonderful,
horrible, miserable, longing way.
So she sits in her room and waits
till you arrive to make the ache
go away
Till you can drowned her in love.
Suffocate all the pain and heal
the scars.
She lays in bed counting the days.
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