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the sky is painted with a million colors
like it's being slashed with a pallet of hues
they are all mushed and smeared together
soon to be murdered by the dark of night
nothing left but the memory
soon to be forgotten by the feeble human mind

but i do not mind
because if only i remember those colors
if only i remember those hues
they can be brought together
by my mind in the night
by my memory

my beautiful memory
in my beautiful mind
now with beautiful colors
and beautiful hues
beautifully together
once again in the beautiful night

now i sit in the darkness of the night
wondering if this might only forever be a memory
hoping that these colors won’t forever just be in my mind
i want these colors
i need these hues
they keep me together

i want to stay together
for once i want to be able to sleep in the night
not having to dwell on a memory
not having to be in my own mind
i don’t want the vivid colors
i don’t want the desperate hues

but alas, the hues paint the memory
they continue to slaughter the night together
and still, in my are a million colors