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Nov 2018
Someone stole your color
And threw it to the wind
Scattered like ashes
You don’t know if you’ll ever find it

Someone stole your color
From the face you know so well
You saw it in the cotton candy clouds
And the teal ocean swell

Someone stole your color
You think that’s where it went
The world looks so much brighter
Like something heaven-sent

Someone stole your color
And that’s what no one knows
Depression isn’t black
It’s the color of a rose

It’s the light orange in a sunset
And the yellow of a peach
Light blue, that majestic color
So simply out of reach

Someone stole your color
Now everything’s too bright
Sometimes darkness
isn’t the opposite of light

Someone stole your color
So you’ll wear grey and black
As if in mourning
Until you get it back
Sometimes darkness isn’t the opposite of light.
Written by
R  27/Cisgender Female/Manila, Philippines
(27/Cisgender Female/Manila, Philippines)   
   Psychosa and Daniel Cowick
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