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Reminiscing

Black, a color I used to love on you 
Blue, is what you made feel around you 
Red, is for all the pain i felt 
Grey, is for "I wish we'd never met" 

Smooth were your words when you lied 
Heavy was my heart as it sank and died 
Soft was your voice when you were mad 
Rough are the times we never had 

Colorful springs opened new doors for us 
Hot summers led to feelings of lust
fall filled us with promises of all things true 
but why is it still winter when i think of you?

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