The day was Grey.
Her heart was Red.
Her tears were Blue.
Her cheeks were Pink.
His intentions were White,
But his words were Black.
The grass was Green.
The road was Charcoal.
Her nailpolish was Purple,
The steering wheel was Brown,
She drove as far as she could to escape that Town.
Everything about him is black.
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