Rich is blue, black is poor
Love is red, poetry green
Life is yellow, green and blue
Violet is for dream
Our hands are bright
The lips a bit creamsine
The love in my chest is evergreen
But we are both still blue
Like the cage birds can be
I've been drawing a portrait It should be your portrait But everybody seems to see Someone else Maybe you are not you Or my portrait is...
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