Tuesday, August 01, 2006
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It's amazing how the heart can be so full of colors... white when filled with bliss and mischievous; red when furious and angry; pink in love; purple in brood; blue when calm in loneliness; grey in despair; black, though very rare, comes with jealousy's sizzle and stare.~~
I wonder why my heart is either blue or grey, always in the shadows of the vibrant colors, and the rainbow long seemed far away. Is my heart painted blue and grey? Who painted my heart blue and grey? My remorse? My sadness? My loneliness? My regrets?
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What has kept those in wars hopeful, I wonder? What has cheered up those in illness, I wonder? What supported the depressed to walk, I wonder? What has colored the mundane, I wonder? Humour? Confidence? Hope, and Faith? Where do these strengths come from, I wonder?
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Today, the color of my heart is grey.
