Cheerful emotions rise like bubbles to the top,
One’s found a lover, let not the thrill stop!
Longing for brief moments to lengthen to years,
Only to discover sadly, smiles fading to tears.
Recognizing the truth, now reach up for the sky,
For that blue is vibrant, unlike lying eyes.
Unfurling your darkness, letting it all go,
Loving this new discovery of your inner rainbow.
Now standing alone, but feeling much stronger than before,
Every one of your truths accepted, and no longer ignored.
Stroll forth with pride and confidence into the light,
So that your colorful soul may bring strength to another’s dark night...
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