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Life is full of wonderful colors
Crayons are example of the tools.
I wished that someday, I knew,
Someone's gonna color mine too.

But when I saw you
I thought it would come true
I held your hand as we draw
They are all grayscale crayons.

What's wrong with wanting love in red or blue?
Why does it ached when I saw the color you brought?
I thought our love will be full of colors
Just like those fairytales in the story books.

But maybe as we grow old
The crayons we used to know
Aren't all 16 or 24 with wonderful colors
Because with you, they're all in gray scale, so gloom.

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Writer_Lhey