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yellow


You took the color yellow from me

I did not know you could do that

Now that its gone it is all I can see

How even did you do you do that?

Now evey time I notice it, its all part of the past

it was a trash truck, he was your son

how could you be careless with something so precious and so bright

Now that you've killed the color there seems to be no source of natural light

The color yellow wanted to be an astronat and play volleyball

did you ever think of that?

Now he's sitting in a hospital bed, barely able to use his mind

the brightness is turning into mustard as the curtains close on a beautiful life.

I hope you're proud of youself

I hope it was worth it

You took the color away from all of us and now we are stuck with shades

of blues and reds and purples

Because You

took away yellow

How could you do that?

 

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