Love is a promise... a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear. John Lennon

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Restlessness, it plagues me in my bored, yet troubled mind

I seek respite and relief from the troubles that I find

Bare walls, annoy me

Places where color should be

Devoid of what's inside

Feelings that I hide

Impulsively I buy

The mix of colors that I'll try

There's red for angry thoughts

Gold for battles that I've fought.

Blue to match the tears that fall

So many colors to splatter on my wall

Pink reminds me of happy days

Black to mark my gothic phase

Purple describes what I like

Yellow from when I was a tyke

Silver, orange, brown and green

Colors loved when I was a teen

Brush in hand, I paint away

Painting away through all the day

When I'm done, masterpiece complete

Stand back, I think it's sweet

The colors, I mixed them all

Splattered pieces of me up on that wall

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