Colors and shapes,
Brightening grey autumn days.
Dreams stuck concrete.
Seldom nurtured,
Talked about,
Even mocked,
Or hated.
And tears falling,
In the dark of night,
From the heart,
Giving life,
To unspoken dreams.
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Colors and shapes,
Brightening grey autumn days.
Dreams stuck concrete.
Seldom nurtured,
Talked about,
Even mocked,
Or hated.
And tears falling,
In the dark of night,
From the heart,
Giving life,
To unspoken dreams.