missing color print
waking up on a beach ,
looking for bold prints
tryint to find out where is that old winch,
i looked on the beach waking alon trying to see where did all the color have gone,
i begin to look high and low ,
to see where have all the colors have gone ,
water and sky not blue,
bright reds that i use to know looked dime and gray to
like every other thing ,
that i see was like it was just gray to me
begining to cry
do to there was no color in my eyes
so yelling to the sky
why is there no color
to be seen or find
why is that life so wrong with no color
begin on a beach with flower and prints
not seeing color that is one of my greatest miss
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