Art
Oh how your colors persuade me
How some colors seem to reflect all of the suns rays
And others seem to absorb it as if it’s their own
All I know is you have always been there for me
When I was so sad that I could have cried a river
And when I was so scared that I would hide in my closet
When I felt so alone, it was as if emptiness filled my body
When I had nowhere to call home but the car I slept in
But you were my home
It may have taken me awhile
But now I know that I’m not so alone
My mom, my father, and my brother too
From generation to generation, I will always be there for you
As you were for me
Oh art how I will always love you
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