Never Chary

Vincent

we were never chary

that is why we are now

so forever sorry

after losing you one starry starry

night 

when you gave up the fight

when you turned out your light

when two wrongs

became right

and that's when you

so amazingly gifted

had your burdens lifted

and then you flew

and drifted

out of view

into the hue

of your favorite midnight blue

sailing, wailing away from yesterday

not caring anymore what they had to say

coming to rest in silent grey

where we miss you 

still today

now you are safe from tomorrow's sorrow

safe from the brilliance of your brain

safe from the perpetual pain

just let it rain 

on them

warm beautiful colors

on a summer's breeze

or perhaps a virtuous snow

floating delicately down

maybe then they'll listen

maybe then they'd know

You know, your beauty still paints our souls

And your roses and your daffodils

Well, they still grow

But Vincent, you

You didn't have to

 You didn't have to go

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Shadows of Myself

Paint me pretty paintings

or scribble me on your wall

Show me who I am now

Hurry before I fall

Show me shadows of myself 

when I was 10 feet tall

Go get out your paintbrush

You better grab them all

Paint me different colors

Don't make me look this small

Blue, yellow, black, and grey

But don't paint me when I crawl

Create me someone beautiful

Make it out of me

Hang it up high for the whole wide world to see

Make sure you get my good side

But don't turn on the light

Paint me in my shadows

Paint with all your might

Scribble your little heart out

Let's have a great big party tonight

Scribble me in my shadows

and we'll dance together in delight

Hang it up nice and crooked

and invite everyone you know

Let's get on with my shadow

Let's get on with the show

One more drink for me now

and two more drinks for you

You know blue's my favorite color

and my shadow's favorite hue

Paint my shadows vintage Picasso

an abstract vivid view

a splash of distressed Vincent van Gogh please

because I am nothing new

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Splashes of Hue, Vincent, and me

they're not listening still

explore with me if you will

vibrant colors

that could kill

explode with me

into Vincent van Gogh's

sanity

where we shall see

the beautiful side

of HUEmanity

paint my portrait

grey, red, yellow, and blue

color me

like lovers sometimes do

and draw me pretty pictures

like Vincent once drew

surrendering shadows of silent me

suffocated by shades of beautiful you

splashes of Vincent

suddenly come into view

watch as grey doves take flight

into this starry starry night

flying high with all of their might

among a cascade of red shooting stars

leaving behind purple scars

diving into the vivid blue rain

they pass through a lover's pain

stroll along a memory's lane

and crash into the artist's stain

where only hopes and dreams

and memories of Hue and Vincent

and me

remain