highlighter - an original poem

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I remember the times

When you would light up my life

Like a highlighter

Painting the monochrome world in a ray of colour

Now you're just a marker

But that's constantly changing

Whenever will you decide which pen to use?

You rearrange my life

My emotions

Like the shapes on a cloud

How I wish for those days

When all I saw was light




And yes, this is similar to the last poem with the highlighter and marker lines but oH wElL

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