Colors Of The Rainbow
I was writing to my friend, and she goes, "What do you think of when you see a rainbow?" Well, here is my answer...
Red is the blood,
running down my arm.
Orange is the color,
that he covets the most.
Yellow is the sun,
that scares the ghosts.
Green is my eyes,
that have hid the shadows,
of my soul.
Blue is the sea,
that is violently shook
Purple is the bruise,
that mares my arm
Indigo is the veins,
that are slashed to perfection.
Violet is violent,
in it's crazy obsession.
running down my arm.
Orange is the color,
that he covets the most.
Yellow is the sun,
that scares the ghosts.
Green is my eyes,
that have hid the shadows,
of my soul.
Blue is the sea,
that is violently shook
Purple is the bruise,
that mares my arm
Indigo is the veins,
that are slashed to perfection.
Violet is violent,
in it's crazy obsession.
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