Memory
I drew a memory of you,
Sitting on that chair.
Sunlight filtered through the blinds,
Shining from your eyes.
I colored the memory with happiness,
With sadness and with tears.
Colors swirled and blended together,
Softly churning into one.
I sealed the portrait with a kiss,
The last that I'll give.
Time to say goodbye to that piece,
Of beauty and of peace.
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