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Rainbows of Black
written by SuperBob05:25 AM 8/10/04See all those pretty colours?
Standing out against the sky?
Well you know...to me it tells us to die.
All those pretty colours, with so many to be found
I will be better off with none of them around
Sure I like them every now and then
But come on now, you can't hide around them
They stand out so much, which is good thats true
But everyone always seems to enjoy blue
Me now that's different
I like all the colours mixed together
That way you get black, darker than before
Black the perfect colour for a rainbow
Because at the end there is no gold, sorry but now you know
I hate to burst your bubble
But it will only lead to trouble
If you go hunting for whats not real
My mind might be dead and I maybe can't feel
But still it's your society
That lives on reality |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
did you know that no tow people see the same rainbow?...really...its true...its all about angles..and yes i knwo the poem is really off
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Genocide Reaper (8-10-2004 - 05:31 AM)
| Deliciously Morbid. *Bows one arm folded behind his back, the other folded before himself* |
by psycho_bunny (8-10-2004 - 06:20 AM)
| *claps insanly* that was gorgious! black,blue it all comes through in brilliant unknown color... sorry if that did not make sence... my minds a little screwed. |
by boredome22 (8-10-2004 - 06:51 AM)
| beautiful in a wonderful dark way if you know what i mean. i think your getting at something with the way it sounded like it represented something in your subcontious...whatever, i'm functionaly retarded so don't pay attention.*
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