Hue
My love, it was truly love at first sight
When I looked at you the pain went away
You are so positive, yellow, sunlight
I can look at you all day, everyday
A toxic taste but I loved to drink it
Pigment faded and became lusterless
Array of colors decayed bit by bit
Scintillating to gray it was torment
Throwing me up, trusting you, falling down
The connection went down the drain, it spilled
Stripping me I became black, blue, and Brown
I wanted brighter, I was unfulfilled
You went with the other vacant paint cans
I got the brush to paint myself again
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