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If I pour my heart to you,
Don't resent, just listen.
If you think I'm not worthy,
Not good enough for you
I'll let you go.
Hurt, with tears,
not from happiness,
this time.
I let you go, for
you've never been mine.
Playing, painting feelings
That's what you do!
With colours from PC.
Your colour is black,
Just like your heart.
My world is colourful
I welcome them,
not only black.
Go with your black thoughts,
Black writing and paintings.
Who will miss you?