the young

fiery red slashes dancing across table tops
pulsing muse and dark room

mellow orange slices eating on lavendar couch
feet in the air, dream about the future

bright yellow pencil rolling across scratched desk
tick tock time is running away

emerald green grass beneath our fresh green feet
nerves run high, college is near

tearful clear blue on bright blue day
hush, don’t cry, he didn’t deserve you anyway

mysterious purple floating through midnight sky
look towards stars and dream on

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