Pretty colors

by stephalee   Jan 26, 2005


Laughing Dancing in the field
spinning in the flowers
splashing in the creek
slipping on a rock
the laughing stops
play time ends
for pretty colors of red
start to flow from her head
now there is crying
siren wails start to fade
shes is never to awake
still on that rock are the pretty colors of red
that she once blead

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  • 19 years ago

    by Knoxy

    Hey this is short and simple. but getz to the point, good job and take care...
    ~Luv Alwayz Knoxy

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