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A gray colored mask
You,
Call mine,
A gray lifeless mask
I,
Saw yours,
Painted all color in life
Yellow,
Was your,
Zest and love for life
Red,
Was spring,
Your new love blooming
Green,
Was me,
Your new maestro was in town
Brown,
Was he,
Your trust in him you vested
White,
Your eyes,
Purity was your love and quest
You,
His easel,
He painted you a paradise
Blush,
His brush,
Your color at his stroke
Then,
Midnight spring,
Gentle wind blowing
Screams,
Your voice,
Rent the still midnight spring
El Diablo,
Came calling,
Wounding you, midnight spring
Black,
He painted,
Your mask a fresh black coat
You,
Darkness filled,
The ugly gash never healing
Rain,
Came running
Down your colored mask
Your,
Maestro gone,
Departed to the market for his auction
Rain,
On you,
Eroding your life colored mask
Heaven,
By grace,
Gave you a gray colored mask
You:
Your wound,
Ugly gash, covered by a gray colored mask
You,
Call mine,
A gray lifeless mask
I,
Call yours,
A gray colored mask.
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