Tears of Color
I cried tears of color
I cried tears of blue
I cried tears of red;
and the color ran through
I cried tears of color
each a different hue
I cried tears of dread
as my mind thought of you.
would you still love me?
would you if you could?
would you stay with me? I'm lonely.
but I don't think that you should.
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