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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