red was my first beat, my best times and times that swept me off my feet. my red would sometimes leave then would come back, he was my first heartbeat but also my hearts first crack.
green filled my heart with knowledge and love, but this love was young and dumb so the cookie crumbled and left a heartache crumb.
black inspired me with everything but love, over time black deepened my hearts cracks and bruised its sores, yet i continued to love blacks core but he grew bore.
gray was a happy storm that went away with the lightning’s first flash, little did gray know, he could have had my love in a stash.
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Author:
LH (Pseudonym) (
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Interesting word combos. I read A LOT! And you've used phrases and word combos I've never seen together. Hardly EVER happens. Also I've never heard of significant others referred to as colours. You're definitely one to watch for future poems.
thank you so much! ❤️
I love the use of colors comparing to your feelings. This is really good!!!
thank you very much!(:
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