You can speak your mind with colorful words,
and not a downright disgusting metaphor.
You know the four letter ones I'm referring too;
Your
long
gone
away
ever
more.
These are the ones that I'm talking about,
and not the ones you used on that last day.
You know the four letter ones that you said;
Won't
ever
come
back
drop
dead.
Like a leaf on a tree that use to be green,
I turned to brown when you left the scene.
After coloring my world with each metaphor,
my heart turned to blue when you slammed the door.
You can speak your mind with colorful words,
and not a downright disgusting metaphor.
You know the four letter ones I'm referring too;
Your
long
gone
away
ever
more.
These are the ones that I'm talking about,
and not the ones you used on that last day.
You know the four letter ones that you said;
Won't
ever
come
back
drop
dead.
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