lundi 22 avril 2013

change


black was my color 
but his eyes i adored 
his deep brown orbs
were what changed 
black to brown

i adored white roses 
a purple lily he gave me
since then i grew fond of them
that what changed
a rose to a lily

loved to hear pop
but his favorite was hip hop 
slowly i change all my tapes 
that what changed
 my music to hip hop

used to think of now
but after i met him 
him and i became a we 
so future became bright 
and that what changed 
now to the future

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