Out of all the colors in the sky,
The only ones that catch your attention,
Are the ones that remind you of her hazel eyes.
Followed by the soft pinks
That lie on her cheacks.
Take one look at me and tell me
That she is not what you wish to see.
Her pale olive skin
Campared to my ivory
As you lie
And tell me its in the past.
All I can see
Is your future...
with her.
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