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She walks from despair
As the colors all fade to grey
And every precious moment goes to waste
Like shadows losing their way
She steps on the pedals heavily
Hoping they will suddenly pass
She plays plainly on whites
On her grand piano, but alas
The black keys never looked more beautiful
The perfect rainbow never seemed so dull
The dim light never shone so bright
And every word spoken seemed null
She plays the last movement
The one that took the longest to write
Yet it would be better if
Sometimes a love stayed black and white
Literary (Submission): Black Keys, White Keys
She walks from despair
As the colors all fade to grey
And every precious moment goes to waste
Like shadows losing their way
She steps on the pedals heavily
Hoping they will suddenly pass
She plays plainly on whites
On her grand piano, but alas
The black keys never looked more beautiful
The perfect rainbow never seemed so dull
The dim light never shone so bright
And every word spoken seemed null
She plays the last movement
The one that took the longest to write
Yet it would be better if
Sometimes a love stayed black and white
He made way for despair
As the colors started to fade
As every precious moment went to waste
Like a shadow that lost its way
He stepped on the pedals too heavily
Hoping they would come right back up
He tried to play on the whites
On the ground piano called life
The black keys were never even beautiful
And the rainbow was never that dull
But one thing was for sure-
Yes, every word we said turned null
He created the last movement
The one that took the longest to write
Yet maybe it would’ve been better if
His love hadn’t stayed black and white
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