Replace

I’ll repaint the color blue,

And replace them for a light brown.

I’ll slowly peel away all the years of abuse,

the lies, the deceit … even the rare, good memories …

Gone.

I’ll replace them with warmth and security,

Someone new.

And you, you’ll become a distant memory

A thing of the past,

*Poof.*

So I’ll repaint the color blue,

And replace them for light brown

For I’ve never been happier in years.

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