On my canvas,
You are yellow,
Bright and sunny,
You are the smile,
A rainbow after the rainy day...

What it means to live?
Questioned by it,
As every second I breath feels like the last,
Can you hear?
My heart beating,
The familiar rhythm,
It scares me everytime,
Just by listening...

And you are red too,
The love,
The strength,
A courage to dream big,
I'm just the sky,
Happy to look down and watch you,
But sorry...
There's always come the rain and storm,
The lightning might frightened you...

If I were to die,
Continue to paint the life of others,
I will be living in your memories,
Maybe that's just you and me,
That's what it meant to be...

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