Colors - Poem by Cayla kubinski
the sky is turning green
the grass is turning blue
only because i'm wishing for you
my hate is the darkest red
my love is the softest pink
but only when i think...
only when i think of you
sadness is the color of early morning turqoise
happiness is the color of gold
those are the colors i feel when you hold...
when you hold me...
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