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He was a picture of passion

He hated anything neutral

He'd have painted the world with warmth

In red, gold and pink

And he'd have banished black, white, and gray

And brown would have only been for eyes

Because he always liked yours

And he hated blue

For he hated sadness

That's why he couldn't take it

When you walked away

You took your love

And he took his life

And no you can't have the picture

Because he painted it for me

And like his love

You'd cast it away