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May 2021
you painted my world and made it so bright
But the thunder comes eventually

And even your pretty colors can’t keep away
The darkness, the lightning, the hurt and the pain

you were sidewalk chalk , and I was child
With hope and sun in my heart

But my tears washed it all away in an instant
Why did you break me apart

I used to see roses and chocolate cake
Now there is blood red and black in its place

The pinks and the blues all run together and after a moment it’s like the chalk Was never there at all
Written by
Lucas  M
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