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brief ramble of life.... |
| Life was supposed to paint me a pretty picture... there should have been a smile on my face the colors were going to be bold and much richer a frame made of silk and lace Trees full and green skies bright and blue it was supposed to be a beautiful scene I should have been embracing you Instead the trees are old and dead and the sky dark and black no sheets or blankets on the bed a collage of heart attacks The paint it starts to smear and the flowers wither and die the sun now sheds a tear and the gray moon, all it does it cry..... |