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Your laugh was yellow,
Like daffodils in a meadow.

Your tears were blue,
Like early morning dew.

Your anger was red,
Like blood dripping from the dead.

Your jealousy was green,
Like the emerald robes of a queen.

Your wisdom was grey,
Like the sky on a rainy day.

And you were an artist, all my emotions you shaded,
But after you left, my hues had faded.


A/N Guys I'm so sorry, but I'm really running out of ideas. Please send me some thoughts and instances that you'd like me to write about.

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