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The background is black

And so am I

Painted black by your hands

As you try to rub me out of existence

Because all I ever was to you

Was a black smear on your white life.



I fell out of existence

And out of your arms

I fell out of your life

And into despair.



You told me you still loved me

But just not in "that way"

That wasn't good enough for me

As I wasn't, for you.



You've painted me black

And I've painted me blue

The colors match those found

On the inside of you

For somewhere deep inside

Of your now happy heart

You've shoved the last painful memory

That you've held from the start

Of me and my misery

And the pain I put you through

So now you can move on with your life

And maybe, I can now, too.



My heart can't rhyme anymore

Words of love and death

For you stole those words away from me

When you stole my last breath.



January 1, 2003