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Sunday, August 13, 2006

Taste the Rainbow...bitch...

 
Rainbow
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I have my own little rainbow,
it shows my true colors.
My Reds, Greens, Blues, and Yellows,
all forming my rainbow of color.

It glides apon my every whim,
landing at the rivers edge.
Betwixt now and then,
it survives on bitter wind.

The Reds show my anger,
constricting the soul.
Green being my courage,
holding my ground.

The Blues show my sorrow,
it grips my warm heart.
But my Yellow,
brings Cheer from afar.

I sit apon my rainbow,
watching the world from above,
I look apon the horizion,
the sun is due to set.

My rainbow will not last much longer,
away it goes beyond the blue yonder.
As it dissipates above the clouds,
it takes forever, for me to come down.

Yea, Yea, it's about a rainbow, but it's my rainbow :P

-Justin

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