Pink

by sapphire   Nov 5, 2005


Pink is the color of blooming roses,
sometimes i feel like my thoughts
are still blooming or maybe at end,
pink is a very happy color,
which the world is not,
theres terror and people that aren't to smart,
so as you walk down the street,
think of pink...
soon you will be a face in the crowd of frowns,
only you will feel a crown

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