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More by izz_midnight
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yellow
Yellow reminds me of summer,
The sun scorching into my skin.
It's always been my second favorite color,
And how happy it made me feel.
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What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
A question I've asked many a time.
But now I ask it for a different reason
Because I never wanted to, but I'm thinking 'bout your eyes.
What's so wrong with that?
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