i am
i am,the eighth colour of the rainbow,
and the treasure, hiding at its feet.
and i am,
every star that has ever fallen,
without making anyone complete.
i seriously doubt that the earth is round,
i've been pushed over its edge just like you.
too many times i've hit that god-awful ground
where slipping back into reality is all you can do.
i am,
all the words you won't let near,
your perfect pearly whites.
and i am,
every thought that you've pushed back down,
on those lonely pitch-black nights.
Poetry by crushoftheyear
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Written on 2006-02-26 at 21:07
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by crushoftheyear Latest textsi amsunday morning a short explaination THE NIGHT SOMEWHAT SNOWY SUNDAY |
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