For all the colors are there.
And everything is so bright.
I love the different shades.
And how they look different in the light.
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They say beauty withers,
With age grows wrinkles and wrinkles bring bags.
Bags so heavy no-man would want to carry.
They say age brings wisdom.
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The weather is the Earth's emotions.
If it's sunny the planet is happy.
If it rains, the earth is sad.
She'll thunder when crying to show that she is mad.
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I was eleven when you read my first note to you
Then when I was fifteen you asked why I was taking drugs
You never thought to correlate the two,
Though I didn't help lead you to that answer either.
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steal my poems and I steal your kneecaps. (I swear I am a kind person.) But I will sell them on the black market for the profit you took from me. I use an alias however that does not take away the fact that I am real. I love my pomsky (a dog) and my cats, and to drink tea and write. I'm a huge procrastinator, which is what I'm doing now writing this bio. So understand that my poems are my words, and are not yours. I have no way of prosecuting you, so this is an honor code causing me to have to trust you. Do not underestimate anyone, for everyone is full of surprises. And do not comment anything rude. I ask for constructive criticism and nothing else that is crude.)
To Be Colorful
For all the colors are there.
And everything is so bright.
I love the different shades.
And how they look different in the light.
For it'd be dull, with none
What a scary thought.
The colors just always brighten a snot!
They shine so bright,
and warm the light.
For they are everything and I'd be nothing without them.
To be colorful
Is a blessing.
And a blessing I will not not take for granted.
For they are my everything.
And they can make anything.